i don’t fight
to be remembered
I fight
so no one else is being forgotten
and they live
to be themselves

Maybe
instead of falling apart
we should try
tearing apart
this world
and set fire
to the ones
that burnt us

star glazed mountains
whisper in the dark
tell me all your secrets
guide me down this path
star glazed mountains
whisper in my ear
do not stop looking
the light you seek is near

I dream of you
sometimes
even though
I don't know
who you are.
My dream.
Are you out there
somewhere?

we wanted to grow up
oh how badly did we want
to grow up
to grow old
to be better.
if only someone had told us
that's not how it works.
we just grow old
things don't go better
and we'll just feel worse

I can hear
hearts beating
and souls whisper
but I can't bear
to hear
your name
spoken out loud.
Because you are
what my soul whispers
and my heart beats for

My art
is not about me
but the images I speak,
about the pictures
I paint of the sea
or the many night skies
that you see
about the people
I described
and the words
that I've combined
and soon you'll find
that the meaning behind
my art
is not about me
but what you seek