Bills bills and more bills!!! Can I escape this liquidic abyss riddled with electrical flows that strangled my woes?

Californicating in high gas prices and rent that drives me deeper into saving my soul rather than my account...

These prices strike louder and brighter than Zeus' thunderbolt, like Greek gods can only be summoned at the shear sight of monetary value, leaving an impression greater than Mother Goose...

Sell my assets or sell my soul..? I struggle to comprehend what will consume the consumer only to pretend...

Tesla couldn't fight the good fight Edison tried to contend...

Yet I remain firm, like the Rock of Jabralter I stand proud between two islands...of insanity and genius, yet the two intertwine so elequently...

Am I oblivious to pretentiousness...? Or caught in the net of Poisiden...helpless, flapping so daintily....

The world eyes are green, yet I see blue...
Filled with innocence and bliss so true...

Bartender, allow me to take a dive in your shots filled with sympathy and obliviously pain triangles can't slew...

On a parallel of happiness and plains of joy, certain dimension can't destroy...

I continue to swim in debt like Phelps, no coy.

As seconds pass,we look back of what our lives have held.
As minutes pass, we see what fell through the cracks, part of our lives withheld.
As hours pass,we think of what we learned,what we have taught and what we have forgotten.
As days pass, we wish a lot could be returned, we wish we never would fought.
You hope they won't forget you.
As years pass, you stand alone,they have all grown, married and gone.
But it is just the matter of time.

Our love is like some stars in the sky
Which is light years too late to survive
It's already dead as we gaze upon it
Already ended before it begun

Our love will just be like some stars
Nothing but captivating memories
A light that shines in darkest moments
Swallowed by sunrise as it faces reality

If only the clock can be turned
Before an Eve was drawn from you
Before the vows had been exchanged
Before the fruits ripened and was due

I could have been your Eve
The one beside you under the sheets
Who fills the gaps between your fingers
While holding on to the wings of little angels

The thought would make me the happiest being
But now its nothing but a celestial dream
Maybe in another life it will come true
Or in another galaxy... who knows,
      there could be me and you.

Even if I plead to thousand shooting stars
I know my wish of us cannot be done
And never would I want to be the serpent with an apple
Deceiving hearts and making humanity miserable.

I wonder why the dead only
Pass through my bedroom
Goosebumping my exposed arm,
When I'm alone.

It's as if they won't disturb us, or
Know they'd startle her a lot more
Than they do me.
They're as unsensational to me as

Any gust of wind; falling stars
Leaving temporary tails on the night
Skies like salamanders escaping the
Grasp of a hungry atmosphere.

Faceless footsteps, doors opening,
Invisible tenants at times nudging  
Me awake, whispering wordlessly:
Did you blow out that last candle,

Young man?
Creaking walls, blinking lights.
I welcome them with warm
Sincerity. Dead or alive,

A fleeting mist in an old room
Or flesh and blood speaking only
Of times long gone over lukewarm
Tea; I always respect my elders.