You're crazy alright
I can see it in your eyes
And I should know
Because so am I

You're clever, for sure
I've seen that look before
A face so bored with common words
It craves for something more

I'm smitten, I'll swear
I think I'd better beware
Because I'd do almost anything that you could think to dare

So let's swap rules
And play a round of truth
I think I'm willing to admit
That you are rude
And super cruel
And I'm totally into it

With those longful stares
And sideways glances
I think I'll take my chances

Cause I'm not scared
Of frightened faces
I live for doomed romances

Come down in time I know you'll find a way to sow your seed
But I'm caught up pursuing death and eschewing what I need
And when you breathe I hope to god that you're exhaling me
Because I'm thinking of you tonight despite all of these things

So fill me up with your bright hope
I'll hang on by the promise
You'll be the one to help me cope
But I'm a doubting Thomas

Of all the things that can ever be, could my idea of us be one
But how could you ever forgive me, and the bad things that I've done

I won't know until I see
Won't quit so long as I breathe
And when I find that gorgeous fruit I'll pluck it from the tree

My bed has been cold
for far too long.
The empty pillow beside me
seems so wrong
and when I think about your head lying there
I get feelings much too strong.
My emotions well up inside me,
they bubble up and over,
soon I struggle to breathe,
yet I cannot hide under the covers.

You won't be there
waiting to take it all away
you won't be there
to tell me it's okay.
I know I need to deal
but these thoughts feel so real
and I don't think I can cope
with this endless lack of hope.

Yet I must laugh at myself,
for well I know
you are on your way to me
even as we speak.
You would swim the Atlantic I'm sure,
just to see that I don't freeze.
You'd rush to warm these blankets
and do everything to please.

This knowledge makes me smile
and suddenly I see,
these sheets are not so cold
and these hopes are not so dead
and I know that soon your warmth
shall overheat this bed.

I loved you
O so much
Laughter rang from wherever we stood
Dove of the morning I was called
With two crowns of light
We fought off the night
But our love soon became a cliff
Made of our hopes and dreams
I started losing my grip
As you stayed away
Longer and longer each day
Then early one morning
I came to see you
Only to find you gone
I begged for news
Only to find nothing
The days began to blur
A ball in the corner was all I became
Splitting pain
The one day they came
Dressed in black and wary of me
Told me the news and ran away
Leaving me to grieve over a dead mans name
The darkness came lapping around my mind
Whispering to me
Offering to end the pain
All I had to do was let go
Let go
Let go
So I let go
And fell into endless darkness
Numbing my pain
Stripping my emotions
Breaking the walls so carefully built
Tearing out my soul
Leaving nothing but a hole
Light became dark
White sealed away deep inside
No humanity left just a monster
Bursting out of that hole
With power previously untold
Shattered pieces melt away
I accept my fate
No heartbeat under these fingers of mine
Tears of ebony
With eyes of the purest lime
Obsidian hair, so long so fine
A mask of beauty hides
The demon deep inside
The blackest Raven
Gets a new name from death
Ravenna of the nights fate
A face so kind turn deadly in a moment
A porcelain doll
With razor sharp fangs
Claws of steel
Meant to rip and tear
Blood red lips
So cruel, so fine
No joy, hope, or happiness left
I am Ravenna of the darkest night

Love is not four letters put together.
It’s you and me laying underneath the night sky
on a blanket too small to fit both of us.
It’s me wanting your eyes more than
any of the stars above us.
Love is not the words found on our lips.
It’s the silence I found your heart in at 3 am.
It’s the silence you found mine in too.
Love doesn’t live inside our hearts.
It’s carved into our bones.
It itches in our fingers.
Love is what keeps the pieces inside of me
together when I feel your hand brush mine.
And on the days that leave you at your weakest,
I will pull you close and remind you
that I’m still here,
and love is not just a feeling.
It was never just a feeling.
It’s the liquid you’ve put in my veins.
It’s the warmth I feel
when I wake up every morning.
I’m all out of metaphors.
To put it quite simply:
love is what I see in you.
And you are beautiful;
every piece.