did I miss something
or did I meet his nice alter-ego
that you guys approve of
because the man who you have an actual reason to dislike
didn't seem to be the one I met last night

I have a curled photograph
With waves that crest behind you
And your hair, golden veins,
Tangled in the sun that caves,
There you sit— my open secret,
Atlantic,
Frees my wrested heart
At the fortress—
Altar,
Dún Aengus.

In that place, that wanting place,
High— on the jagged edge
I captured you,
Your eyes were ocean,
Atlantis,
Never so deep, never so
Lost.

you don't need to groan every time I start talking

My mind tends
To fly away from
Me at times
It goes to where
The darkness lives
Maybe thats why
My thoughts are
So dark
Maybe thats why
I think of death
When I close my
Eyes
Mind you,
I dont want to
Die- I just want
The pain to end
I want to reach
To a place where
The razor is my
Enemy- not my friend
But if dying is
The way for
Me to have
Peace then so
Be it
Let me climb to
The top of a
Building believing
I can fly
Let me go
Head first in
My dive
Because I
Hate it when
My mind flies
To where the
Darkness lives...