Was it all created by an idle mind?
Like dreams, and hopes and all their kind.
Did my imagination really run wild?
The first time she looked at me and smiled.

Did my mind create responses, replies?
Or was there love behind her eyes?
Was there strength behind her smile?
Or was it empty all the while?

For they are taken by another love,
And I am a puppet for the powers above,
Who watch my pains with a happy face,
As the pieces of my heart fall all over the place.

So I’ll never know what lurks behind,
That smile of hers and her eyes so kind,
Did my imagination really run wild?
That first time she looked at me, and smiled.

I once sat upon a bench and listened to the stars,
To their many lives and their stories about ours.
One in particular really caught my ear,
A story about love, loss and fear.
About a girl who gave away all she had to give,
Until she was left empty and no longer wished to live.
Her memories were many and none of them were good,
Until another person came along when she thought they never could.
She shone like the sun, she brightened up the day,
She was like a warm breeze that blew the clouds away.
The story was of you and me and it’s still being told,
I’ll sit and listen again when I have grown old,
But until then remember this, those stars up in the sky,
They are all there watching as our days and nights go by.

Everywhere you look the walls are falling down,
Everywhere you look lies are flying round.
Truth is hiding in the corner
Along with innocence and virtue, in the shadow of trauma

How dare you apprehend me
With the shackles of your love.
What right have you to blind me
With your beauty.
Who do you think you are
To steal my heart?!

You entered my life
on a summers breeze.
And in the depth of night
You stole away my heart.
In the morning when I awoke
I could not feel it's familiar beat
And I knew it was down to you.

You were gone as quickly as you arrived.
Your depature as silent
As the breeze that carried you.
Taking with you only my heart,
Still beating, and fresh.

You left me behind
Heartless
In a trench of tears.
I loved you
Silently
Instantly, and for more than a night.

I wonder where you keep my heart?
Whether it's on display,
Another trophy to show off,
Or holed away under your floor boards.

Who do you think you are
To show me happiness
And steal it from me
Within a single meet.

Take care of my heart,
Better care than you took of me
Don't leave it to bleed,
in a puddle of love
Trapped in your box
Of broken promises

I have to make myself smaller,
To live in your world.
You press me between pages,
And sand me down,
You shrink me and rinse me,
Til I'm suitably stunted.

You hush me,
You shush me,
You say I'm too loud.

I have to be smaller,
If I am to be with you.
You squeeze me into a bottle,
And then push in a cork.
You chip me away,
Until the day that I fit your life.

But I am a mountain,
And I won't bow anymore to you.
I am a foghorn
And will be silenced no more.

It is not the fish that is too big,
It is the pond that is too small.

I cannot remember the words you spoke,
Nor the way you looked before your body broke,
I cannot recall the smile that lit your face,
It’s hard to remember when illness showed no trace.
There’s only one memory that’s clear to me,
It lasts only a second, but it’s enough to see,
That at one time there was more in your life than just a bed,
That one time a better life was led,
That at one time there was a person behind those eyes,
That you used to be able to go outside.
That there used to be more for you than just one room,
And now that you lie within your tomb,
It gives me comfort, just to know,
That at one point you had more, had somewhere to go.
But you faded away with each passing day,
I can’t pinpoint exactly when you went away,
You left slowly, piece by piece, year by year,
And it took so long for me to shed a tear.
It was not you within that bed,
You were somewhere else instead,
It was not you behind those eyes.

Twisted words and empty shells,
Forbidden loves, and personal hells.
Demolished trusts and broken hearts,
A lie is how the disease starts.
Lonely hearts, and lost souls,
Two halves and never wholes.
No happiness, only tears,
No escape from worries or fears.
Just a nightmare so constant so real,
No way to have emotion, no way to feel.
Just an empty soul, sick to your core,
No way to feel happy, no not anymore.
Happy no longer and loved nevermore,
Just all alone and scared evermore.