As  the day ends and the night comes I call to you my father. Hear my heart yell your name look into my eyes and see my pain feel the palm of my hands and know my struggle wipe the tears from my face and know what I fear is just in a mirror. Feel my heart beat and know how tired I have gotten from years of running from the past. Lift my Chen and see the pride I hold for myself. Listen to my prayers and give me the strengths to get up once i have fallen and my body no longer moves.

I'm sorry for the things I've done and for the things I couldn't do better for the nights I sat alone with my thoughts on my shoulders and my heart in my palm just starring at the world pass try to get away from the pain and forget about the past yet my mind runs on the memories that I could never forget and that we'll never be forgotten as every night my lungs fell of smoke and my blood runs in alcohol and my thoughts vanish and I forget about what makes me who I am so I'm not who I am, I'm who I would like to be with A broken heart that I put together with pieces of hearts I made with lies and the reflection of a lost soul that we'll set alone until the ripper comes for me.

No more words for the world for the people that have rejected me for everything that I have done I'm tired of the voices I'm tired of the tears in tired of the pain that runs through my veins and that Feeds on my heart. The pain that grows more and more and that sits and waits for death to do its part

As ink drips threw the tips of my fingers my heart pumps the cancer threw my veins. As my hands squeeze the last few words written by your heart yet hidden in your smile. As the    Moon chases the sun your heart begins to chase death and with every step he pulls you  with a lie that tastes like an apple grown by the pieces of your broken dreams and watered by the tears that run down your cheeks.

As i kissed your soft lips for the first time my heart skipped a beat and my lips tasted heaven. As i looked into your eyes my heart kept falling in love,
each time you laughed.
As love spread threw my body addiction ran through my vains and your image lived in my heart,
the image of an Angel that made a poor man fall in love with one smile and a simple hello.

As the night grows cold and frostbite covers his heart its easily melted by the sweetest hello, yet it gets scared  of going back to  being alone like when it was born on that cold night on december. The first breath he took was the coldest inhal. That as it burned his lungs his first tear ran down his cheek with no one to wipe of the pain. As the  tears and crying vanished the pain stayed and it grew around his heart and is shown by his eyes, as its hidden by his smile

As the mind crys
For thoughts.      
And thoughts vanish and leave with the wind
As the crys turn to images
the heart sends them to his dark  mind.
As he goes crazy and leaks ink from his eyes and cleans the tears with pieces of paper.
As it runs out of words it begins to torcher him from the inside and the  thoughts start to eat him alive and the only thing left is a
poets mind.