I want to feel the need
To let a teardrop roll down my cheek
With all the meaning in the world
Of the love I cannot speak

Humans have innocence just to be tainted;
Once out of breath, we've already fainted
And the world painted with our display
Will eventually fade away
While we're wasted,
Formed like a molded piece of clay
Crumbling each day.

I can never wait for each day to end
Because I anticipate tomorrow's arrival
And to see her again;
Yet the time takes too long
To get there

I bet you didn't know
The scientist Amedeo Avogadro.
He was a guy that died in 1856
After he discovered the mole,
Not the creature down in a hole
But a number with a very important role
The base unit for substance
That all of the chemists should know
Six point oh two times ten to the twenty-third
The largest number I've ever heard
And if Skutches taught you one thing
It's the word
Mole

Can't tell if she still likes me
Or maybe another guy
And if I would confront her
I could stand there and die
Staring at her hair
Til she looks in my eyes
To tell me that it's nothing
With an absent-minded sigh

And If I managed to catch it for just even a minute
Maybe I should disband us rather than just staying in it
Or maybe she loves me but is too afraid to admit it
Because I'm missing her and I'd hope that she gets this
I don't want to end us just to live to regret it
But in the end is it better if we both end up separate
But something so complex would make me feel way more desperate
And then I'd grab for a shorter straw and forget that I ended
                                                            us

I love her;
The way she tends to straighten my hood
Like when I poke her in the back
And her posture fixes,
Or maybe I poke her in the side nearest to me
And that way she would fall into me
So I could swoop my arm around her back
And maybe she'd do the same,
When we hold hands on our daily walk to the bus
And she realizes my request to do so
Without me touching her hand first,
And when we turn into that alley
To forget about the world behind us
To find a new life in each others lips;

If only she used them to speak.

It's pretty ****** for me to doubt our love
But
I'm just not sure
Shouldn't it be obvious?
Shouldn't I be able to see her feelings,
Or at least how she feels about me,
Through her words that she tends to never speak.

Let your fight shine like light
Through your veil of despair
To reach the air of hope;
Inhale and exhale that same feeling
So you can learn how to recover
And you can learn to remove your mask
To become who you have kept hidden.

Come out, darling, it's been so long
Since I've seen your smile, it's lovely.
I will never forget you, leave you,
Or hurt you in any way and,
As long as you're here,
I will try to prove so.

Don't let your disguise
Become who you are,
Nothing more than an empty pit
Made from the shell of a mortar
That is too overwhelming;
Fight that feeling and maybe,
One day,
We can become strong friends.

I'm in love
And the love is in me
But if I let it go free
I shall truly be empty
So cautious I must be,

Or else love takes its fee
Makes a lock, keeps the key
Puts me down on one knee
Breaks me so I can't see
So cautious I must be.

Sometimes the wind blows you away,

But it's your fight that keeps you afloat
And your flight that keeps you alive
Yet sometimes you might have to go
And rest on the land in the shade
And finally let yourself fade
So you can find out how to die.

I'd rather be asleep
Instead of alive
Because being awake makes me question my life.

A new love has sprung,
The roots dive deeper than before
And the beauty of its youth
Fills the empty space with wondrous life
Much unlike the time before.

There's so much I've yet to learn about you
Yet your hook just brings me in.
You tell me of your background
And attract me to your body through your thesis.
I hope this story never concludes
because romantics end with tragedies.

Lovesick leads to love struck
And loving leads to great luck.

I want a relationship
But I'm not sure I'm ready
My mind's not steady
And I lie in bed
Thinking about the dead space
Thinking there will be someone
In place of the void
With a face I won't avoid.

If only existing was as easy as dying,
I'd live.

If we could achieve unity
Maybe you and me
Could live happily

God is life
Life is a lie
A lie is portrayed as sinly
Sin is death
Death created by people created by God

If those who suicide are selfish,
Can't you also say that for the living?

Why be so depressed and stressed
Just because you're lovesick,
It's fixable with the risk
Of one more set of dead lips.

Everywhere I go
People's eyes glow
And my pupils shrink

It was methodical, the way I went through my day,
Up out of bed, right to the dresser, down to the ground,
Pajamas droop to the floor as I await to gather them,
Toss them into the hamper and turn left to leave the room.
I would exit and enter the bathroom, look at the mirror,
Brush my teeth in tiny circles I only hoped to be exact
As if I could control the precision of my existence.

I want to love
I want love
I will love
One day
Timidly
Before
I fall

Tears drop on the black concrete
The most satisfying lack of rhythm
I wonder why it soothes me
Through both the melancholy
And times of stress that come my way

I know
she doesn't
feel
the same
but the tempo of my heart shifts
from largo to presto
in the matter of seconds
even though my depression's at large
and feeling is hard.

She knows.

Is religion truly a theory or a hypothesis?

The hand of my clock turns to people.
Perhaps for a second,
Some for a minute,
But for you, my eyes can stare for hours on end
And dread the second strike of twelve
That ends such a beautiful day
But births such a beautiful newborn.

Love is the most aggressive of the emotions,
It can always **** any other feeling at any time it likes.

Till now I have adored you
Imagined you in my presence, my future
But if it cannot be
Should I forget my romantic fantasties
And move past my heart?

Shall I let one temptation
Lead me down a road
Of which I would not travel otherwise
Rather than continue as if
It never existed at all?

Some matches have a winner
And others have lighters
I guess mine have neither.

Perhaps I shall long stay alone
But for you, my eyes,
Though blind they may be,
Search ever more for the love within
So that perhaps one day I shall no longer be alone

Every time I see her,
May her grace be of the best,
My heart begins it's beating
And my soul may never rest

If we shall not exist
Than should I not love you in the first place
If the first place is all it will last for
And tomorrow is but another day of
My alone self, drunken upon my couch

There does come a time
In which I question myself
If I should give up

Her heart was a clock.
Each second she was able to hear it she kept hoping to not run out of time.
Her toes shook as rattles each time she would pop the joints.
Her eyes closed like wings of a bat flapping to keep from falling.
And her lips smacked like the waves of an ocean hitting the coast.

Rhythm was her life.
Every minute was fifteen measures each as important as the last.

She was a masterpiece.

today is a day of pain

If I were to die tonight
Would you follow me towards the light
Or sit back and laugh in delight
Because this would be the last night

The closer you are to the future
The closer you are to the end

We all just happen to be specimens
Trapped in the same terrained terrarium
Living to learn how to die.

Her pupils reflect the light which bolts upon her screen
To change direction and find the beauty on her face.
Her hair is the color of milk chocolate and shares the sweetness
With the cotton candy consistency it contains.
Her nose is a newly planted trunk blooming flowers of beauty
And with each bud comes a new light.
Her lips are two rocks exerting energy against each other
As if hesitant to speak.
As if she'd ever speak to me.
And as if I'd ever agree.
Because beauty and nervy were never meant to meet
Much more is that they were never meant to be.

There's a word I've stored within me
That's never to be spoken for any reason
And to speak it is forbidden
And the punishment is grave

Goodbye

Life will drown in the downfall
Because the faucet never stops

By the time the next hour strikes
I'll be in the shower
Thinking of lyrics I can't remember to write

These words I write will wait to die
And fade out within next day's time

I'm not sure why the tides and I don't compromise
Always drowning me in lies and making me despise my presence
My disguise is endless and the time's relentless
But my eyes are etched like shorelines
Sketched like messed up coal mines
The beauty doesn't shine deep enough
But neither does the reef's rough
Forcing me to be tough against the lapping waves of sea stuff