through your head
i can feel your jaw
working its way through your meal
gnashing and crashing
your teeth like diamonds
your tongue like a red carpet
your mouth like the deepest, darkest cave
that i cant wait to walk through
then maybe someone will feel me
through the inner workings of your jaw
as i get destroyed by those diamonds
as i bleed out on that red carpet
as that cave becomes my grave
id love to be
that nourishment for you

it's better to take risk
than losing the chance
win or fail
atleast you tried
than to repent

Broken hearts
never love the same
once broken
they often mend
but never the same

Writing my soul out
Writing my tears out
Writing my thoughts out
Writing my emotions out

It won’t go out

I want my heart out
My pain out
It all to stop  
To be numb

But I can’t so I lie in bed
Unsleeping
Unmoving except to write it out

I write my soul out
I write my tears out...
And so it begins

I want to lay my head on your lap
having you pet me and play with my hair

Sing for you an old song,
that reminds me of you

And then talk to you about the random-est of things
seeing you smile and laugh over my silly thoughts

I hope to see you happy then,
as my consciousness slip away and drifting to sleep

I failed to understand
why saints —and lovers
behave as they do,
so rash and illogical,
maybe until the point that
it’s no longer rational.
Until someone
made my heart
come alive.