Letters once inked
by your hand won't fade, but at least my tears blur the page
In my sadness and solitude,
at the end of the day I still
see you.

The Jester
a title full of conjecture
spare me the insulting gaze
you gave that sent me spiraling
to my early grave
save me the mockery
sad clown you hit me when i'm already down and out

Sway with me
I want to breathe you in
Hold my hand darling
Don't look at the sun
Gentle light on your skin
Thinning veil I unmask

Wrap me up in linens of love
bury me inside your eyes.
Slay me with your sword of fate.

When I grew up I used to think
that I was going to be strong like a warrior
or a pirate. But now ill be a stranger to this century
at least I have my fables ill turn tables in my mind
I just need a minute of your time...

We just live within our world
we don't need to talk, we just exist
uncomplicated laughter.

In the corner i'm comfortable
with the window open
the sound of sleep nearby
my light shining softly
but i wonder where you are
and if you have a corner too
is it a person?

The silken love of a man
The solitude of the mind
The ignorance of existence carved into my skin and yet my body is limitless and ever changing
The eb and flow of tenderness
followed by infinite sadness
Is this love or am I conditional upon the standards of others?

I feel the chill through my window
I'm healing but are you though?
I wonder what it's like
To live your life
Are you happy yet
Do you want me back?
Even then i'm not sure
I don't think I want to know
However hard it is to let you go.