i'd like to start an adventure
to start a time in my life
where i stop caring and thinking
and start moving and going
and telling you what i mean

yeah, the ocean will be there tomorrow,
but we know our sunken chests and fluttering hearts
might not make it in time for the view

you make me feel good and ******
safe and terrified
comfortable and insecure

you make me feel so much more than i ever thought i'd feel before

Everything looks better with the rain,
Even pain feels better with it.
Everything sounds better with the rain,
Even cries sound better with it.

If you stand under
A pouring cloud,
And let tears stream
Down your face,
Only you can feel
And only you know
That you're in pain.

If you scream in the open
Between howls of the wind
Amidst a hurricane,
Only you can feel
And only you know
Your lungs going breathless
And that you're in pain.

But the pain doesn't stop
Neither does the rain,
You continue to feel broken
You're still feeling faint.

So how does the rain
Make everything seem better?
How does it
Ease the pain?

It eases hurt
And discomfort.
Not for you,
But the others.

It's moments like these that I remember the way it was... The heavy burdens on a poets soul protected by a shield of light...

We were like trees...
Outside we were tough
Seen as just a bunch of kids
Fooling around, having fun
All without a care in the world
But inside,
Beetles tore through our veins
Eating away at our sanity and
Our minds.
We were all crumbling apart inside.
No longer were we innocent angels of heaven.
Now we were the tortured Nephilim,
Forsaken, clawed, vicious
For blood,
For secrets,
For each other's hearts.