loving you is like
a night before a field trip.

I couldn't sleep,
knowing it'll be an exciting
life with you.

by the end of the day
I swore that silence
only comes in
when I am
dead.

i bleed for you,
to express you.

i hurt and scratch paper skins,
for you to express you.

i have a short life for you,
to express you.

but i do not last long,
to express you.

when you left,
a part of me left with you.

and I forgot,
what part was it.

when you left,
It felt like falling from a cliff.

and the cold waters impact,
awoke me from the fantasy.

of the thought of us,
might last forever.

love,
If you'd map my heart
You'd be the end, the middle,
and the beginning.

I'm a prisoner of doubt,
Is there a purpose to the journey?

But,
At last I found you...again.

Did it help when I walked away?
Isn't that what you wanted anyway?
Ever since then, until now
All roads seem to lead back to you

Someday you'll realize that
You didn't have to go
If leaving is the only way
I'm sorry
Goodbye
Wherever you may be

deep as the sea,
emotions are drowning me...

will anyone hear me?
if i scream...

or will i be left,
drowning forever...

Just  take a breath, love
Fill your lungs up.

Rest your head,
there's no sense in losing sleep.

You can break down,
Let  your worst out.

Lose your temper,
but you're not losing me.

I get
sad because
you are                                      and I am
  over                                                over
  t­here                                              here

    when we should
     be together

dreams are bittersweet
a lot of good things will happen, but they have to end,

you have to wake up and come back to reality,

what we had was a very beautiful dream that I wish would never end.

leaves fron the vines,
falling so slow.
like fragile, tiny shells
drifting in the poem.

litte soldier boy,
come marching home.
brave soldier boy,
comes marching home...

don't
write
a
poem,
about
me
...
words
won't
matter,
if
you
don't
bleed,
like
how
pen
bleeds
ink
on
paper
...

i'm
     sorry
         that
             every
                     word,
                              i
                                write
                                      bleeds
                                               in
                                                  dark
                                                          ink...
                                                   scratches
                                              on
               ­                             to
                                     your
                              skin,
                         like
                   pen
                on
       rough  
papers...
           i'm
                sorry
                         if
                              i
                                     don't
                                              use
         ­                                              my
                                                        words,­
                                                    the  
                                            way
               ­                      it
                         should
          be
      when
i
write
             you.

O, my lonely heart,
alone as ancient art...

I have grown cold,
should I try to be bold?

Lets run away
to the green forest
and blue sea. . .

I'll give you ride
on my bicycle,
Let's runaway from this
lifeless cycle.

You won't have to
worry about lectures, works
or villains,

Oh,
Just once, Let's live
like homeless children

It'll be mornings with no
alarm ringing,
And just the thought
of it have me grinning.

I don't care if its sunny, cloudy
or a storm coming our way.

As long as were together,
it's a beautiful day.

Don't know if the future,
is pitch black or sparkling.

But if you want to see
whole new sky.

Run away with me
Darling~

Have you ever felt this,
that moment of unexpectedness.
when you just somehow,
got to connect with strangers.
Then you kind of drifted away
from reality?

I did, and its weird.
But at the same time you felt safe,
because this person doesn't know you,
same goes to that stranger...

I love that feeling of anonymity,
where you just don't need to tell.
Each others backgrounds,
and just talk anything else.

And then you would just realize,
It's getting late.

Why so serious?
Face masked in frown,
Put it down.

Why so serious?
Does it help you?
No, it didn't.

Why so serious?
Put an ear to ear smile...
You can't?

Why?
*put a smile,
or i'll slit your mouth in the each side.

So you can **smile.

Looking up high, found a steel tower
Wondering how would it feel, If I fall down
Was it dream? I saw deep red.

Looking down below from top of the tower,
Fear takes over my heart and my knees won't stop shaking
Then I realize I'm falling down...

And now I'd be flying high to the sky,
Lifting me to the yonder,
Something brought me here so far from home,*
*but I'm not cold at all.

O, broken hearted one,
your soul has grown weary...

Have you turned to the rippling tides
to engulf your lonely tears?

May the waves embrace you,
Lull you softly to sleep...

Ease away all the hurt and pain
That you've carried through the years

But if given the chance,
Would you forget the past?

The girl liked the night.
The tranquility, the purple-hued city,
the deep dark darkness.

Those bought the girl calmness.
She loved darkness more than anything.

The girl was always smiling.
Her smile never clouds over,
as if to cover up all the heartaches
and fragileness.

The boy was uninterested with everything.
Therefore, he pushes forward with only the power
that favors nothingness

His blade heartlessly slashes everything.
Even himself.

The girl runs, as if lightly riding the wind.
But the girl does not yet know that the road to her future
is anything but a straight line.

The two run, holding hands.
But do not realize that the bond of friendship
is very fragile and frail.

Pitter,Patter, the rain starts to drop.
While the water may fill up  the hole on the road,
it will never fill up the hole of one's heart.

The droplets trickling down his cheek
flows into the boys heart,

and while that may create a ripple,
it will never become his tears.

Legends are told and gone forth, Praying to the Gods you don't believe in. Civilize goes onward with knowledge, But ignorance cause mistakes, is all it will take to go down in history


Blood will dry underneath their nails of malice
As the wind will rise up to fill up their insanity
Drowning deep in the sea of loathing,
They go down in history.

They breathe the name of their savior in the hour of need,
And taste the blame if the flavor should remind them of greed?
Chivalry stands beside the weakling.Turmoil will **** them, leading them down in history.