Who am I after the ceremony
After the pomp and the glory?
Who am I after I really admit
That I hate spotlight but do enjoy it?

Girl, I see those tears
As they fall from your face
He has really hurt you
What a bitter disgrace
You gave him everything
He never really cared
He was not into you
He was never really there
You gave him so many chances
But, he threw them away
Your poor heart
Is in a state of disarray
As time goes by
You need to realize
He never really mattered
Just open your eyes
Out of the darkness
Just reach for the light
You can start all over
You can make things bright

We have tumbled
into the realm of
the most unsettled
humans- scraping
fingernails and hands
that have not held
others.
But we will find our
way out. What was it
you said? "You're the
light on the other
side," I think. You're
always my light on
the other side, Ryan,
always.

Whenever I'm mad
Or angry, or frustrated
I picture a knife.
I don't know why, no really,
But it's like I want to stab.

Waiting in our valley
for the peak of Now
to show once again..
Another transcendence
to experience very soon..
Then to discover
the peak and valley
name the same Now
and we need only
breathe...

I want you to be happy
But not
Without me

Goodnight world of light
I go to spend the dark night
Wastefully, on sleep.
I don't care what I don't do
Or don't accomplish; I sleep!