I am sorry that I surprised you
But at the time I did not know
That you were one of them;
I did not know.

It may have been in my head,
This piece of information
But not yet in the right place
For dissemination.

This seems like a lame excuse;
It is not indeed to be,
My mind is struggling too,
Struggling to be free.

I am sorry that you were hurt
But glad you walked away.
It meant that in spite of it all,
You enjoyed a better day

It meant that you were further from me
But perhaps you did not care,
Perhaps it was a part of me
You were not eager to share.

I am sorry I surprised you,
I think I did not know
That you were one of them,
I did not know.

You ever felt like the Moon
was crying with you,

An existential just-because
Imagining if your existence never was
The type of feeling
it would be difficult to explain..

An amber crescent set low in
a mass of darkness
A lone candle to bring
Life to the shadows of pain

Tell me have you ever
felt the Moon cry too?

the air it felt like water it felt like sand it felt like hallelujah

cloud and cloud and you and you going by yourself

you running to a future
remembering a past

free falling
falling upward

I'm drowning under the words left unsaid.

Mi sono innamorata
delle mie stesse ali d'angelo,
delle mie nari che succhiano la notte,
mi sono innamorata di me
e dei miei tormenti.
Un erpice che scava dentro le cose,
o forse fatta donzella
** perso le mie sembianze.
Come sei nudo, amore,
nudo e senza difesa:
io sono la vera cetra
che ti colpisce nel petto
e ti da larga resa.