I caught you,
in a glimpse of time.
I can't seem to find the photo,
half burnt in the fire.

Golden sky,
painted with fire.
I hear the voices,
in unison, like a choir.

Jump start my heart,
make me move.
We both know,
we have nothing to lose.

Take a photograph,
take one of me.
Then tear it apart,
and watch it bleed.

I know there's love,
I just don't know where.
I can see,
right through your stare.

Jump start my heart,
make me move.
I'm stalling out,
I'm yours to lose.

& as those dead petals
settled on my windowsill
I stood still
unmoved I knew
the inevitable to be true
to lose
was the only thing left to do
with *you

loosely
I allow myself to think of you
as not to become foolish
and truthfully
it's all I end up doing;
I play the fool in the schoolyard of your voice
I learned to listen without ever making noise
I fight and fetch *all of your sounds
& I can't stop your pour of longing
in & all over my mouth

Am I the only one that has their demons feasting upon their souls?
They say it is easy to tie a noose around your mind,
To overcome the urges and temptations of ending your life with a suicide
They don't know the true pain and torment that is going on in my head
An epic battle that leaves me with restless nights in bed
"End your life already" they say, as they prey on me during my weakest hours
Sometimes I give into the voices, carrying the sharp blade to my wrist
Crying as I struggle to mutter three powerful words that keeps me going
Choking on my sobs, my lungs deflate with a desire to say that God loves me
I try to convince myself that God is trying to test my faith
And to just wait, wait and wait
Then my Demons will eventually go AWAY.....



~Imperfect Desire **

love burns the fire in your chest
while burning your insides to ash,
though this is the best part. (i think)

Ohne dich kann icht nicht sein
Zähl ich die stunden, ohne dich
Und mit dir stehen die sekunden
Ich seh dich nicht
Aber wenn ich tun, ich nehm dich zärtlich in den arm
Und ich sage dir "ich liebe dich"


(Translation)
You and I

Without you I cannot be
I count the hours, without you
With you the seconds are still
I hardly see you
But when I do, I take you tenderly by the arm
And I tell you, "I love you"