The blue fades to grey
Then changes to black
The watercolor sunset erases itself from the sky
As the darkness splashes against my chest
It is one thousand needles pushing into my heart

The stars forget to brighten
Then they forget they ever were
They used to be beacons in the black
And they are one thousand needles wrecking through my lungs

The whispering breath of life
Slowly escapes
No more to draw in
The pain of leaving
Is less than the pain of staying

The conquering darkness finally rises no more
As the end comes nearer
The darkness falls and the sun rises
It finally returns and I slip away
Into the forever sunlight
Out of the perpetual darkness

My heart is now a feather
My lungs full of air
The pain of tomorrow exists no more
And there are one thousand butterfly wings
To carry me home

The heart cries once for happiness
Twice for anger
And three times for pain
Will you hear it cry
Or are you
As deaf as I am

My heart is mangled
In its own bandage
Beating, bleeding, needing
Begging to be released

My heart is wrapped up
In its own desire,
In its own necessity
To stop the beating

Goodnight, love
Someday, I'll miss you
Someday, I'll get over you
But right now,
I just love you.

This is the end
Our breaking up
The breaking down
The last few days
Right before the meltdown

It splashes across your face
I shoot you a smile
And you return slightly less
Than a look of uneasy disregard

I needed you
But now I can't
You loved me
Now you shouldn't
Is this all that is left
Just the ashes of raw emotion?

No more pointed stares
Away with the way we communicated
Using just our eyes
We laughed til we cried
Now we are only crying

I feel your pain
Deep in my heart
As I feel mine
It is the last of what we share
Savor these last few feelings
Because as they fade
So will the last of this thing
That we call us

Unfaded love from ages past
It is time to let go at last, at last
Make is so my heart stops burning
For pleasure it is yearning, yearning

Faded happiness, lost years ago
Weights my soul, it feels so low, so low
You gave up and I let you go

We were dead wrong
And now I'm dead gone.

Home is a tired concept
Somewhere safe
Happy, inviting
But it alludes me
I am in the in between
Where there is a no place
Yet an every place
And you say it is here
But it can’t be
It doesn’t work like that

Life will throw a stone at you
If you duck, it will miss
But if you aren’t ready
It will throw you off
And you won’t figure out where to go
When you get back up

I would like to call this my home
But those words taste unnatural
I would like to call that my home
But those words don’t fit

What is a home anyway
And can there be more than one?
Can there be not a one?
Home is a tired concept
And I’m tired of thinking, trying
I’m not ready for the stone that won’t miss
Lead me to where I need to go
But even you don’t know
That home is a tired concept
And we are both sleeping.