She dances along
The edges of calamity
While
Loosely grasping
At the remnants
Of her sanity

i want to write a song for you

one whose rhythm dances on the page
like the way we dance in my kitchen,
drinking tea on lazy weekends

one that fills your head with sweet vibrations
like the way "I love you" sounds
when you whisper it to me at night

one whose lyrics paint beautiful pictures
like the way we talk about our future-
a stunning image not yet developed

this song I write for you
may take some time to compose
my writing skills aren't great, you see
but at least our love
makes for a beautiful melody

Now that you know all of me
I hope you're not afraid
I'm a wreck, a mess, a basketcase
evil and pain-
I recognize their face
I seek not your pity
or sympathetic eyes
I just need you to love me
and tell me no lies

laying in silence
staring at the dark
Freckled sky

it's nights like this
where I'm reminded
that it's possible
to feel both empty
and whole
at the same **** time