We keep pretending making tea
like children with a playset
we keep pretending we are real
enough to drink and taste

We keep pretending we're in touch
like we have a real connection
we keep pretending we're not strangers
and we never even met

Ode to our empty abyss.
Why must God bless
That torn mistress.
One man's treasure
Is another man's forever.
Indisposed, he can still
Taste the musk on her lips.
Holding all this hate inside,
I surely will not live long.
You can keep forever,
And I will swim in darkness
Undressed, lonely, and deprived.
I will continue indefinitely
Searching for light until
I combust into shards of plasma.
Just when I become bright enough,
All I see is fire,
And the ashes of the dead.
These horrid depictions of mutilation.
Drowning in these bloodied waters.
In a day and age where we live till 80,
But it will take twice as long
To find anything steady.
Forever stuck in my head.
I'm ready.

lift your head to the sun
feel the warmth and the cold
lift your arms to the sky
and feel sold.
you have never been free
you depend on all the
people round and about
people off stage tonight
people playing their roles
people crying near poles.
lift your head to the stars
it's a beautiful wander
it will start with light rain
but end in deadly thunder.
it will start a good book
end with twist and a hook
it will take you away from the best of the days.
you depend on the others
what they do what they say
you depend,its your air
it's a dragon you slay.
**** it now
cut the ropes
fly away from these shores.

It feels like rain
Splashed from a soft heart
The splendour of a simple word
Holds without touch