There are some days That will never end Days that take my nights away Nights are precious Full of stars and dreams Nights are the right time to be awake But days swallow them They poison them They burn them to death And then endless days exist And love seems like such a manipulation And smiling takes the effort That stargazing tears consume And then winter comes And nothing stays the same But everything seems stuck Days are shorter but disappointing Nights are long passages Throught songs I can't listen to anymore And then there's you in my brain In my damaged Poisonous Mind Soul In everything I own I keep my isolating obsessions in touch So you can see them Before really meeting me Maybe that's why you run away And when you come back It's night again But days are older And bigger And turtorous And you're night I thought I was night once I might be a constellation Watching tears through people Stargazing me And you're the whole night The whole night And I'm just stars in between And when you're the day I never appear I drink my venom And I die for as long as your sun stares at my bleached hair Days are suffering manipulators And I'm just some weird lyrics Inside some pointless notebook Written probably in the morning And I stay there dead Trying to reach my poison Because venom is not permanent And when I finally find it Through the chaotic words Of the daylight The night comes And I'm a part of myself again And you're watching me Becoming night as you become day And I don't try to reach you I'm staying night You can become a constellation And I'll drown you With my labyrinth of a heart Inside my stars And I'll be night And those days will finally end And I'll be night And I'll let you finish your morning poem Then At night .
I wrote this about a year ago at night, I always write at night, there's not much to it, it's just a poem describing a nocturne situation.