why, so many memories had to die
i look at people, i see sin
i look up at the sky, i feel alright
everything felt so unsure
until i felt the warmth of your breath
in that day a star was born
half in your eyes
half in my heart
i have to ask, where our light will shine?

i try to sit and find the perfect measures
I see the pressure and feel the weight, I don’t complain
I want everything but my life plain, in the sight it might seem dumb
I seek to perpetuate my poetry but it feels so absurd
When the people you put up with for so long they just stare
Broken promises, little tragedy for the fable it might shy away
I feel like i got only one shot in this prophecy but i feel the pictures grabbing me.

If instead of a human being,
pain and suffering grinds against your crotch,
will your sickness and desire be healed,
or it will be traumatized for all the unsaid sins,
dig me higher and you might laugh at me,
but maybe, only maybe if you really try,
and take whatever is left of me and keep it tight
you will see the man i try to be, a much needed change, even thought it doesn't seem.

i feel the dices rolling
how can i call this absurd style?
as you feel my behaviour would you stay?
or would you leave the second u can,
tell me it's more than just a phenomenon,
i keep my words as a sidearm i urge a marathon ,,
as i wait for your love to explode like a bomb,
i see myself calm in your palm,
as you care for me as a mother,
hold me and kiss me like a lover,
scold me like a master,
and trust me as a leader,
i feel i get in your soul deeper ,
i hope for many chapters,
you touched me like a strange planet,
almost alien banter,
but in the most beautiful way.
so i ask again, would you stay?