what doesn't **** you makes you wish it did.

There’s something funny
about a loved one’s death
it’s like climbing up a flight of stairs
and thinking there’s one more stair than there is
so you put your foot down
and it passes through the air and hits the ground
it’s a shock,
your heart beats really fast
and then nothing.
Absolutely nothing.

I remember your face
your smile
your laugh
I remember the times
When, as a kid,
I giggled in glee
and flew paper aeroplanes around
on your lap
I remember your hand
how it fit into mine
like it was meant to be
how you told me
everything’s gonna be alright

and now I remember
the huge gaping hole in my chest
where my heart used to be.

I remember staring at your face
And thinking,
“this isn’t you”
I remember how they dressed you up
and laid you there
and I struggled with the realization
that someone, something in my life
would never come back

it was like I watched you
walk into the ocean
deeper and deeper
until the waters covered your head
I was screaming, crying
Begging you to come back
For me
But you didn’t hear a word I said

Yeye, Mama, YiDioh,

I sing what I cannot speak
I write what I cannot say
My heart beats for you
I will never give up

Everything you taught me
How to be brave
How to be strong,
When I’m afraid
How to press on
How to hold on
How to keep the light in my eyes alive

I love you,
You had a great ride,
And I will never forget you.

They can't see when they're being loved,
because they've become accustomed to being told,
being promised.
They can't see it.

i've opened my arms
and tossed the feelings
of my soul
         to the world

     take them

give them back to me
   cleansed
      purified of dirt
and wholesome
   and i'll cradle them tightly
against my chest
      to be soaked up
by my heart.

i can tell
by the bags
under your eyes
that you cry
yourself to sleep
when it comes
dawn you hide
and cut your
wrists, so the
sun doesn’t kiss
you and make you
conscious
let’s make
love and shut
the world out
and embrace this
new feeling that
we ignite in each
other’s bodies

Let's go to wonderland
It's such a beautiful place;
My Minds already down there
sitting at my table place.

My body's only waiting,to fall on down the hole
The hatter he's awaiting for me to come along.
The great beasts around all adore me,
for they see me as their queen.

The rabbits never late,or so he says,
but it seems to me
that he must be,
for he's all but forgotten me.

Yes oh yes don't you see?
wonderland was meant for me.
all the creatures,and all the land,
was created for people like me ,by hand.

You see people like us
know to well;we've all been through a bit of hell.
Our mind has gone down the hole,
While are bodies are left to stroll .

we've all but gone mad can't you see?
but my love,you cant blame me
it's much to fun to ever go back,
so my dear cut me some slack.

Oh you see there he is Mr rabbits come back again,
wouldn't you know it's time to go! tata fair well,
You're place is set and ready to go
for when you're bodies done with its stroll.

I'll see you here in a few short years
because you see your minds already down and fallen down the hole.
So I'll see you here give it a year?
and you'll be with me in wonderland.