poems are written
as extensions of the mind
as expressions of the heart
not too far apart
from the spirit's mark.

poems are written
in the reflection of the writer
pay attention to their past
the clues they give
whether they live only to die
or truly lived.

poems are written
without plan or action
with passion and attraction
the very puppet master
strings its dolls close
beauty and rhythm the most
you pick up like the music's tempo
faster, faster.

poems are written
for people we love
written like constellations
internal sensations,
law of attraction
interactions foretold from the
stars above.

in poems,
they give us motivation beyond
earthly limitation once more
for just a moment
time stands still
and it is them that we suppress
our darkness for.

this emptiness,
the shivers down my spine
that moment when
you look at me and
you can feel the connection broken.
it scares you,
you think I am distant,
you think I am dark,
beyond the color of my skin,
crept into the confined veins
of my beating heart.
this is my darkness,
the chill you feel as I pass
sometimes it will last
for as long as you remain mine.
show me your darkness,
don't be afraid,
channel the black magic,
the fear and the tragic
and let the drive take you away.
the touch of my finger
against your arms
beating pulse, without charm
feel the sense of danger sneaking in.
embrace the wild side,
where you feel most alive
don't be afraid to give in.

if only you could understand,
how my pulse
my sky
operates when how broken I am
to look at the sun
and see the memories,
the laughs we shared,
the blushes
sugar rushes
tiny release of the darker side
comes undone.
you look at me, can't grasp your attention
misunderstood your intentions
felt like we were flawed creations
of different inventions.
I showed you my care,
falling further in
scared to get lost in my own
reflection.

If things were different,
my heart would say
how much you make me feel
this way.
you make me smile and blush
we wouldn't have to rush
things would last a while.
an eternal spin
in the galaxy
you and me
but my heart breaks
to feel the sun's warmth
in a shadow's place.

my circadian rhythm
like clockwork
beating for you
too good to be true
I guess
I couldn't impress
just a little moon
in way over her head.

things are different
cannot lie
nothing to confess
no one more to impress
the moon thrives in darkness

trapped,
snapped
can't seem to fathom
the idea of going back
to you right now.
your words, once bright
filled my heart
my rhythm with delight
now so cold
I curl up til
the rhythm picks up
with a smile on my face.

it's crazy how night and day
so opposite and different
can't happen without the other,
it's my content to say
how you and I couldn't be more in
this way.

my sun, how you shine
with your smile and joy
to think many moons ago
to me you were just a boy.

now look where we are,
look how far,
we've come under the sleepy moon
and energetic sun
every moment bundles of everlasting fun

sugar rushes, hyper as hell
tiny crushes I could tell
from the start not much was gonna tear
us apart.
you told me your truth I told you mine
sun, moon, stars, forever intertwined.

and then one day,
the clouds start to form,
something happens,
something breaks off the
typical norm.
my sun, you don't glow as bright,
you fear for your life,
things don't go well and nothing seems right
up all night, restless
can't sleep with the excess
of black magic.

give me your hand,
a gentle kiss on the cheek,
think nothing of it,
I care for you and you for me
like the hive for its honeybee.
I give the tides to make you feel better
you sacrifice the most to change my weather.
and i'd do anything to take the life you've been given
the bedridden,
unforgiving,
and turn it into something worth living.

there once was a light,
so innocent so bright
that swirled around my midnight sky
like fireflies
his shine, it was something I couldn't explain
can't complain
I fell in love
further than my heart could contain
but I loved it.
And I love you,
skin so fair
like caramel butterscotch
it was on that day
one summer's afternoon
May 24th, you knew
I had to come forth with that confession
I wanted you to belong to me and I to you.

three years pass,
my heart be racing
chasing to get to you my star,
and yet I see you broken,
so far apart.
In those pretty brown eyes,
you can't disguise
the way you shining in my sky
isn't the same.

the earth beneath
slowly dies
covered in hatred, anger
murderous intent
it draws you closer like
the spider web.

I worry for my star
to be where you are,
to hold you and say
not to think that way
to put a smile on your face
run my hands down places
that leave you crazy for me.

one day we gonna escape,
moon, stars, sun on eclipse
give em the slip
those that hate us
just will have to miss the trip.
drop your weapons, don't draw your knives
suppress your anger longer my love, for our lives
have barely begun.
someday,
one day
we'll be able to have a little fun.
so wherever you are,
make me one promise:
always be my shining star.

you are my sun as I am the moon
dancing around this starry night
the laughs we share,
awkward stares
smiling so hard more than we can bear
nothing but delight I feel in my
midnight heart.
in any clouds, in any weather
I'd give the tides to make you feel better
it is my love and care that I share to you
beneath this shining moon
and I know your secret
even when you keep it
I know it's there.
I see the way you look at me
I know the way you feel,
and I get it,
I've had that stare
that burst of something real
something that was once never there.
you are the sun
I am the moon.
We're great together,
this is no disguise
but I cannot help
the other I seek
and the shining stars I see
in his eyes.
Hear me out,
my sun, my light
for I have a confession
a secret to be kept
of the highest suppression.
the twinkling star
he has my heart
key and lock
down to the rock
hard ground.
Spin me round
pick me up
never, my sun, will I give you up
just know that there's no disguise
the true Edward
to my Bella,
Cinderella, Disney
melts when he kiss me,
is that shining star in the sky
the ones in you shine bright
try as they might
they shine just a bit different
in his eyes.

this room, this space
still searching for the light
your room left empty without an embrace
or even a chance to fight

little boy white,
knees curled up so tight
secluded in the confinements of the floor
grasping, begging, wishing
for something more.

the floorboards crack the space fades
you sink into the ground
extend your arms cling on to what's to be desired
and shout from the inner plane

held by only strings, slowly cut piece by piece
as the demons inside slowly accept your defeat
but you won't let them you see because standing there
at the tightest strings
the broken doll pulls you in
from loneliness from feeling caved in
and holds your very essence like
fireflies and innocence.