it's not a good sign when you want to disappear in someone
Is it ?

It's not a good sign when you Truly don't believe is anyone
Is it ?

It's not a good sign when you don't have much of a reason to keep going
is it ?

But lately I've noticed most people driving their lives blind
So no need to analyze the signs
Right ?

cause at least you'll enjoy the rush

Of not knowing when you'll crash

Change never stops
Change is life
Life is the unknown
Life is wonder
Wonder is the key
Wonder makes you think
Thinking makes you flee
Thinking is power
Power is mostly miss used
Power is greatness
Greatness comes from truth
Greatness is what I want
What I want is never ending
What I want is contempt
Contempt is a golden treasure
Contempt is impossible
Impossible is nothing
Impossible is nothing
Nothing is nothing
Nothing is darkness
Darkness is half of life
Darkness is emotions    
Emotions can never be controlled
Emotions are a person's own riots
Riots are aggressive
Riots are not necessarily right
Right is a side
Right is good
Good is what I try to be
Good is  reason
Reason comes from being wise
Reason is consciousness
Consciousness is far from me
Consciousness is not falling asleep
Asleep is what I'm about to be
Asleep is dreams
Dreams come true
The end
Lol

It's finaly the time when you're happy.
When you feel in love.
When you have somebody who loves you,
somebody to share your feelings with,
somebody to call "your love".
It's all about him now.
It's all about your love.
Live it as it still lasts...

I would try everything
If not for the fact that it's too late.
So I won't bother
It would just be a waste of time.

Fat
Ugly
Weak

Those are the things
I don't want to be

Beautiful
Fit
Strong

Those are all the things
Girls are in the songs

Worthless
Insecure

I can't figure out
What for
I don't know how much more
Of this I can take

I want to be
Beautiful
Like the girls in magazines
But how much is it worth
If they only get hurt

I start to slowly float away
I don't know what belongs to
Today
Yesterday
Or
Tomorrow

So why do I feel this
Sorrow?

Some mornings are as quiet as the grave
cold
save for the body heat
which keeps one warm in the mist through the dreams
where we woke and we kissed
but listen,
no sound.

A silence tempting in its silence
capturing romantic thought
and dressing
caressing whispers of the heart.

Where are you in this diagram I built
from sweat and aching joints
and ****** imaginings
and do you see me
swimming through the sea with my lungs on fire
and coughing fire that dissolves the night
Were you on the shoreline
biding your time to make an entrance
did my wanderings have doors?

Do these awakenings break some saintly glass
where only good men's lips would ever pass one goodly word
and if that be so
why do my lips seek out this chalice?
in which the diamonds shine and solace can be bought from
the bones of another yesterday.
Where once again I say.
some mornings are as quiet as the grave.

A morning not meant to be
in undercover
tucked down deep
inside a memory of some other day.
A morning where temptations are too strong and the road to glory far too long
where it's easy to lie back upon my back
and stack the reasons one by one in which each reason has no reason to go on
and still,
A morning such as this morning brings
sings to me
of love in its infancy and cradles me
in softened light.

Some mornings are as quiet as the grace
save for the trumpets sounding in my ears
and the dancing of my eyes across her thighs
and when she wakes and sees me
reaches out to me
smiles,
it doesn't matter how many miles it is on that road to glory
I walk them on my knees
quite willingly
and she is this reason
and if there is a reason after all
not some grasping image in a crystal ball
that would only clutch at me
and not so tenderly
she must be that.

I know you felt it too
The electric vibe around you
It was hard to ignore
And I knew it showed
How whenever I'm around you
I'm not in control

I dreamt about you
and it felt true
Real like my reality is fake
And the dream is the truth
Like not having you had no reasons like everything in the world was okay
I felt Contempt around you

Complete

Whole

I felt real
But my conscious is over you
My limits erased my feelings
My efforts of forgetting you worked
I forgot
But my unconsciousness is clutched on
With its steep claws in my heart
So every night I dream about you

Shame on me

But I dream about you

Shame on me

But I still dream about you

I'm over you

I just dream about you