“AHHHH!”
It softly responds, “No need to yell.”

One knee,
Ring pop
I thought
A lot

From tone
To pitch
To how
To dress

Half joke
Proposed
Let’s hope
The best

I am a revolutionary who lies in bed!
Leading the abused within my head,
I smelt their shackles into gleaming swords
The sort you see in dreams of course.

But why stop there? I am a philosopher
Taught the finest shadows in Plato’s cave,
A misanthrope who loves to post all the ways
I’d change the world if I were awake.
An artist who only writes self-deprecation
Instead of showing an ounce of creative dedication.

I am an arsonist who lights my own home
Just to keep warm and the night well shone
And with everything ablaze I always feel like I’m alone.

Perhaps, I should admit it could be, just maybe,
I hide the same problems everyone else has behind a fantasy
And instead I should accept I am just a boy lying in bed.

There was a man masquerading as me,
But I caught him by the collar
And wrenched him out!

No wrongs to right, no lost love to mourn,
I must concoct an awful lot of falsified accounts.
But why should I neglect my life,
For self-burnt homes and hidden doubts?

I found company in my solitude.
Madame Silence gives the best kisses,
Even when I hear muffled melodies.

if i kissed you soft enough
would you share with me your love?

if I fall in love again
will you stay and do the same?