I do not know everything
I do not know why some birds fly
And some birds don't sing,
When early morning comes
Some birds cry
And some birds are listening
To the rising sun

And I do not know nothing
For I see how the caged bird
Is a sparrow without wings
And the smaller his cage gets
The louder he sings
The more broken his wings are
The stronger he believes

And after all this
I only know one thing
That we are like sparrows
And in the abandoned
Lies the beauty of our humanity
And that is why the caged bird
Will always sing beautifully

I looked back at us one winter
And I felt a shiver
Thinking about
how cold it was
When you left.
But I should have embraced this cold,
Like a tree
Who drops it's clothes
And it's leaves
Unafraid of the cold
And stares winter
in it's eyes,
Deep and blue
And say,
Summer will be back soon

The stars envied her heavenly body...

I wish I'd said
The things I never did.
For I mean things
I never say,
And say things
That were never meant.

I wish
we could start over,
a new beginning
with no end.
One where we watched
the stars at night
And lived the dreams
We always dreamt.

And I wish I told you my dreams
When you were in them
Like the stars,
Late at night.
But I woke up this morning
From my dreams
And I saw you
As the sun began to rise.

I wonder if February
Was chosen to be the month of love
Because it's the shortest...

I try to forget your name,
But I keep seeing it in lightning
And I hear it in the rain.
I tried to scream
like thunder,
crying for you to stay,
But the words
fall out my mouth
like leaves,
And the wind
only blows them away.

Our lips were
waves crashing
on our bodies of salt water.
And every night was a storm.

My mouth was drenched
in the foul odours
Of past lover's kisses.
And when I kissed her,
I tasted them with shame

'Don't worry'
You said.
It's only
you and me.
But there was
Only you.
And lonely
Me.

If tears could touch the sky
I would never have watered
my flowers with my eyes.
If they ever could,
I'd have enough pain
To water them forever
Through the clouds
And the rain.

Ashes to Ashes
Lust to dust
My past died
When I fell in love.

I caught a princess
From my castle above the sea.
She sat on my throne of swords
But drowned in the air I breathed.
So I took her back to the ocean,
To show the world
A queen to be,
Sitting on a throne of pearls,
Underneath the sea.

I am an unfinished poem
That I wrote with a pen
dipped in my emotions.
Some parts of me rhyme
Others,
I like to take my time
And write about the beautiful things
That don't always make sense.
Because to me, they seem so real.
But as a poem, it doesn't matter how I'm written.
Just as long as I can make you feel.

I saw you today
Through the window.
How your lips were bleeding
From the lies you were drinking
How you've lost control
over your soul, I reckon.
But then I blinked my eyes
And saw my own reflection

Reading her,
I found torn out pages
in her book.
She burnt them,
From a past that never happened
To a love that never could.
She wanted to break her pen
But she continued writing just to see,
If anyone would ever love her...
Her never ending story.

I always thought the wings of a plane
were the most important part,
but they only carried me
when I was flying around.

It was then that that I realized,
She was the wheels
Who carried me
whenever I hit the ground.

I didn't kiss anyone else for at 2 years after we broke up.
I didn't want to.
I didn't wanna destroy our memories.
So I turned you into a seed and buried you in my garden heart.
A flower grows there now.
And I think we can both agree,
Both the seed and the garden is more beautiful now.

I remember a few months
After we broke up
Looking at you,
How you changed for the worse.
I wanted to tell you to clean those wine stains from your white carpet,
Forgetting I was the one who spilt the glass

Screaming,
or talking alive
Falling,
or dancing
in the sky
Hurting,
or loving
for the first time

Yet singing,
or hiding the pain
Swimming,
or drowning in the rain
Growing,
but you'll never
Be the same

Funny how hellos
Are just early goodbyes...
It's hard to tell
When you don't see
these faint lines

(if Lin Manuel Miranda turned my Breakup into a Broadway Rap)

Ladies and gentlemen
Of the jury
I stand before you today
And surely
I hope that you understand
As I see
We have criminal amongst us
One who commited ****** in the first degree

A young man named Paul
Was slain in a Forrest
And as I recall
It was on the twenty-fourth of February
On a day when he was happy
And filled with merry

We have evidence to suggest he was not alone
You see
We found two cups in his car
One filled with coffee,
the other with tea

A few hours later two joggers went astray
Where they found the body all bled out
And about to decay
His heart ripped from his chest
Laying on the palm of his hand

(Defendant)
"Objection Your Honour"

(Lin)
I'll let the witness stand...

(Judge)
Does the defendant have any claims to what he states?

(Defendant)
Your honour, Mr. Paul and my client were in fact schoolmates.
Shared the same classes and friends,
there is no debate
But death was his very own ill-sighted fate.

For as I understand he knew this could happen
He knew it was a risk he'd have to take
Make no mistake
As far as I know he saw the hook
And still took the bait...

(Lin)
But your client forgot to mention
the promises that she made
She likes him
Trusts him
But, oops...she made a mistake

And in the middle of a gentle conversation sought,
Your client cuts open his chest
separating his heart
from his thought
And succeeded as it bleeded and all of his emotions retreated never to be repeated

(Serious*) Your honor SHE has murdered love!

(Judge)
How do you answer to these allegations?

(The accused)
"Guilty I am not"

(Lin)
But why are your hands still bloodstained from his heart?

Your honor we have spoken to a witness
And your Honor I Protest this,
I detest this
I will not let her play the victim
And have an innocent man to blame
For things she's done to have him framed
While his chest is wrapped with chains
Could we at least have her detained 

(Defendant)
Objection!

(Judge)
Sustained!

(Lin)
Could we at least have her for questioning?
Cause the only way we'll move on is if we know

(Judge)
I'm sorry Paul...
But you'll just have to let this one go

She left me
After a month
Of two or three
Standing by her imaginary grave
Under an imaginary tree
But the shadows were real
And so were her choices that came to be
Oh how the pain bursts
From the hole in my chest
And to what cost?
But my salted hands burn the wounds
Reminding me what's been lost
I would rather see her eyes fade to grey
And with lips as cold as snow
Than to hear her say those deathly words
"I have to go"
Perhaps
I would rather she had died
Because then it meant she didn't choose
Leaving me

behind

Revolted fading decay
Did pursuade,
Like blood on the shore,
To write with the blackness of my heart
And with hope nevermore

The black ink blooms on paperback,
With the heart that spurts its veins
Accross the page
Growing into its darkness and pains

The white fading,
drimpel, dubbed unpailing
With the words posing as potent but poison
Possesed in perfect form of pretence...

The Words so falsly true...
The words bleeding out, "I love you"