My head lays on your chest
Listening to the rhythmic beat of your heart
My eyes are stuck on you
And ignoring the movie on the TV in front of us
Because when you’re in the room
Nothing else exists

Catching my stare
You smile at me
Your fingers grasp the emptiness between mine
You pull me closer
Until we’re embracing
You whisper instead of speaking aloud
Fearing that the meaning behind your words
Will get lost in the sound

No words I speak can do my feelings justice
For it’s nearly impossible to describe this love
But you understand
Because you feel it too
Nobody has ever loved anyone like I love you

The pane of glass in the window
You always look through
but never at.

Heart of sorrow
Beating only from the flow
Of hope through her veins
Under her skin of snow

Voiceless
Silent ears
Of ones around
Never making out a sound
From her lips
A word was never found

She’s invisible.

You're the moon outside my window,
And the stars in my sky.
You're the wonders down below,
And the birds that fly by.

You're the fish in my sea,
And the foam on my waves.
You're the leaves on the trees,
And the rocks in the caves.

I hear you, and see you,
I smell you, and feel.
I taste you, and embrace you,
I kiss you, and heal.

You're the plots in my dreams,
And the patterns in my bed.
You're the stitches in my seams,
And the thoughts in my head.

You're everything I want,
And you're everything more.
You're the one I want to flaunt,
And you're the one I adore.

Holding my head high is no easy task.
Come clear my mind, its all i ask.
Heartache and heartbreak from the same mistake.
The feeling invades my body and tears my soul.
Seems like nothing will heal.
Not until I rise myself out from this hole.
The more and more I strive,
I begin to wonder: will I make it out alive?
My body still remains here, but my soul has already left.


People are dying. Dying to speak their mind.
People are living. Living for a waste of time.
Theres no reason to be here,
lets pack up and leave dear.


My heart feels like a downpour of rain.
but its alright, cause I like the rain.
When Texas is burning, open the floodgates.


Release your mind into the sea.
Patience is maturity,
and love extinguishes the fire.
The fire that rages wars in my head.
Tonight I will pray,
and tomorrow I shall embrace the day.


People are dying. Dying to speak their mind.
People are living. Living for a waste of time.
Theres no reason to be here,
lets pack up and leave dear.


My body still remains here, but my soul has already left.
Whatever the time, look at the sky

Like a bird on the wire,
like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free.
Like a worm on a hook,
like a knight from some old fashioned book
I have saved all my ribbons for thee.
If I, if I have been unkind,
I hope that you can just let it go by.
If I, if I have been untrue
I hope you know it was never to you.
Like a baby, stillborn,
like a beast with his horn
I have torn everyone who reached out for me.
But I swear by this song
and by all that I have done wrong
I will make it all up to thee.
I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch,
he said to me, "You must not ask for so much."
And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door,
she cried to me, "Hey, why not ask for more?"
Oh like a bird on the wire,
like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free.

My heart is united yet broken
pieces of memories are scattered in my eyes
while i zag to see them.
Was told to heal but im feeling
Was told to talk but im walking
Yet yes im pailing, invisible and quiet.

COULD YOU BE THE CAUSE OF ALL THIS?

I change colours while coughing moods
knowing that it kills me deep within.
I dont wana loose jermy but you erase my directions
like im here but invisible in the river of sorrowness

COULD YOU BE THE CAUSE OF ALL THIS?

Make me dazzle with my inner self
in finding myself
For i am mimming my lost smile.
Dear me myself and i
please make me smile.

COULD YOU BE THE CAUSE OF ALL THIS?

Put the saddle on the mare,
For the wet winds blow;
There's winter in the air,
And autumn all below.
For the red leaves are flying
And the red bracken dying,
And the red fox lying
Where the oziers grow.

Put the bridle on the mare,
For my blood runs chill;
And my heart, it is there,
On the heather-tufted hill,
With the gray skies o'er us,
And the long-drawn chorus
Of a running pack before us
From the find to the ****.

Then lead round the mare,
For it's time that we began,
And away with thought and care,
Save to live and be a man,
While the keen air is blowing,
And the huntsman holloing,
And the black mare going
As the black mare can.

I wonder sometimes what I

couldnt leave behind

if I tried.