Things were fine just the way they were,
holding hands and locking lips.
Laughing and crying,
feeling every single emotion a human could.

Here in these hands,
lies every stanza, of my life.

His lips tasted of sour wine
a wine that takes the pain away.
A wine that I would drown myself in forever.

Poetry describes the inner darkness,
that I hide from the world.

I guess you could say,
I am just a villain
in my own story.

If my life was measured in coffee rings.
And coffee drips, spilling from the sides,
I’d live for eternity.

Your lips are like a work of art...
Soft, decadent, a lustful sin.

I never realized how sweet it is,
to be loved by you.

Don’t make me make you fall into desire.
Read these words and think of me,
and I will live in your mind,
forever.

Quiet and strong.
He who hunts
in the sky,
will hunt
for eternity.

He is daring,
and holds no fear.
Hunting for
the Great Bear
itself.

Who could weaken—
Orion’s belt?
No one,
except for Orion—
himself.

What else do you want from me?
I can give you the sun, the moon,
and the stars.

But to you, that is not enough.

Please, don't go and boast
that you have stolen my heart.
That is the last thing that I want
on my mind.

I can no longer go on,
with this unsettling feeling.
It freezes over my skin,
like winter coating the earth with snow.

I have nothing more to give
from what life took from me.

I have nothing more to give.
I have nothing left anymore.