The universe kisses my palms
And lays it's stars inside of me
The universe saves me by
Planting orbs of warm light
In my chest

In the night
gentle beams of hope
Radiate through my skin
Like Fireflies
And lure the darkness away from my lover

The light guides him
Into my arms
Where he is safe
And will never fear the dark again
For when he touches me
The universe will bless him
With the warm light inside of me

He will find his way home
And guide others
How I have guided him
The universe nurtures us
And feeds us the hope we lost
By giving us a light
When the world is dark

I want to kiss someone
Not for love
But just for the sake of kissing someone
I want a platonic entanglement of tongues
I just want to feel the warmth of another human
I want to be held
Kissed on my forehead and taken care of
I want to feel something
Other than a cold mattress
I don't want love
I want a warm body
I want to sit in silence and be comfortable
I don't want love
Love is artificial
I want something that has no label
I want freedom

I'm in a room at a party
And the only thing I can think about
Is how different I am

I'm stubborn
But I'm too weak to keep fighting
I feel run down
Completely drained

When I speak
The words rush into each other
I panic and feel them string together
The taste of empty words
is like sewage in my mouth

I dress like my skin will peel off if it is admired by someone
The fabric must be loose or I fear that people will call me grotesque

When people are around me
They always hear my voice
But never listen
I'm a cacophony of forgotten lines

I'm in a room at a party
And I'm the outcast
I am different
But that shouldn't make me
An outcast

Rays of moon light touch her light skin
The shinning beams grasp on to her
Holding her
Trapping her
Comforting her

She relaxes against the light and watches the night sky sprout stars from its deep abyss of darkness

Sparkles of hope
reflect in her hungry eyes
She prays for a chance and she fights for her life
Holding on to the hope
That has kept her alive
That has pushed her forward

Rays of moonlight touch her skin
The shinning beams grasp on to her Giving her life
Giving her purpose
Giving her love

Rays of moonlight
Shinning beams of light
Guide her to heaven
Where she can be at home again

I was born
In the month of spring

I've always admired the finer things in life
The touch of silk on my body
And the feeling of soft flower petals
The quiet moments in the midst of a storm
The smell of rain

I was born
In the month of spring

There is a steady beating in my chest
My heart has a unique rhythm
And my soul sings
But my mouth is sewn shut
My voice was taken from me
It took me a long time to get it back
When a man says that he loves you
He can take your voice

I was born
In the month of spring

As a child I mocked the flowers in my grandmother's house
They were stuck in pots
While I was free
But freedom comes at a cost
The flowers had stability
While I was taken from home to home
When I was a child I learned to respect the flowers in my grandmother's house

I was born
In the month of spring

Yet

I was buried
In the winter

People get tired of me quickly
They never stay around for long

Its like I'm artificial
I'm not actually myself
I'm not living my truth
I'm trapped in a mind that babbles
I only respond
I never create
I've trapped myself  

I'm living in a world that is a product of false pretenses
This world is a facade
A mere illusion
A distraction from the inevitable truth
That I am flawed
That I am broken
And I truly cannot be fixed

The senseless ticking of the clock of life
Rings in my ears
I used to feel alive
Now the clock serves as a reminder
that I am being forced to live out my days on a world that is filled with empty promises

I was always told that I'm never guaranteed tomorrow
I was always told to live life to the fullest
But how can I live life to the fullest
When I'm barley living at all