If you were the sky
Then I'd be the sea
And when you shined bright
It would reflect in me.
When you're at rest
Then I am steady.
If you wanna get rough
I'm always ready.
Past closing at the bars
If you show me the stars
I'll open right up
And cast them out far.
And on the darkest night
If you won't shine a light.
Then I'm silent alongside you
Until you feel right.
We'll meet at the horizon
Where lovers will stare
And wonder with passion
Why they can't meet there.
And you'll share me a kiss
As bright as two suns.
When they meet in the middle
I'll know the days done.
And I can tell that's your way of saying to me.
Goodnight my love.
If you were the sky and I were the sea.

I must not gaze at them although
Your eyes are dawning day;
I must not watch you as you go
Your sun-illumined way;

I hear but I must never heed
The fascinating note,
Which, fluting like a river reed,
Comes from your trembing throat;

I must not see upon your face
Love's softly glowing spark;
For there's the barrier of race,
You're fair and I am dark.

I feel as if I am on another world
No one hears me
I am silenced

I know I am never heard
No one hears me
I am silenced

Nobody knows my true self
No one hears me
I am silenced

My pleas are swept away
No one hears me
I am silenced

I am swept away in the wind
No one will ever hear me
No matter how hard I scream
I am forever silenced

There is a wind in the treetops that can't be felt on the ground.
There is a  current in the water that can't be felt on land.
There is a moment in love that can't be felt on your own.
There is a movement in life that can't be felt in death.

The world is full of laughter and crying.
Don't live too slow or you won't feel it all.
Don't live too fast or you won't feel it at all.

If I could be a bird, to always feel that wind,
If I could be a fish, to always fight that current,
I will love with a free heart and open hands,
so that when that moment comes,
I can catch it and celebrate it everyday.
I will dance all my life,
to truly appreciate the stillness of death.

I’m sure you don’t know what you’ve done
Or maybe you do, and in that case you’re a sadistic *******,
But I’m pretty sure you don’t know what you’ve done
So let me tell you
You broke me down
And built me up and
Smashed me to pieces like Jenga
Made of blown sugar, I was fragile
And you shattered me
And with my cracked shell, I spilled forwards and out
And sobbed and cried because
That was me spilling out of me, that was me
I bared myself, showed the innermost workings of the factory
That I call my mind and you
Filled me with your lies
And half-truths and quarter-truths and
Take it with a grain of salt stories
Well, I took it with a dash of sugar.
And maybe that’s why now I’m writing you this letter,
This letter made of kitchen foil and steel,
This letter filled with my tears and
My ****** knuckle punches
Because when your lies
Those lies that fed me
And comforted me
And shielded me from you
Were exposed, laid naked in front of everyone
For the world to see and jeer at
Well, mine were too.

He is like a virus I wish I never encountered
snuggling under my skin
digging his nails inside my veins
clamping on to my insides
the longer i allow it, the harder it is to remove
i try to scrape out all the residue
but he always grow back
Building a cement house inside my soul
leaving me swollen
congested with anticipation
I can't escape this sickness
The more I regress the more illuminated it gets
It feeds off my sorrow
Slurps up my happiness
And leaves me with nothing
Just a body with cold blood inside
I like it better this way
I rather feel nothing instead of this
You love me?
I am tortured by you.

I only pass a moment here
a stitch in the pattern of time
I only contribute a measure
to the poem one small rhyme

although at times I seem
content with this world's view
I await something higher
I'm only passing through

I am waiting for the day
I can entirely cease to roam
and coming to my family find
I have finally come home