Once you drew me naked,
And I did not recognize the man,
A stranger in my skin,
I couldn’t trace where I began.

You do not taste like cherries
Cherries taste like you

would a prosthetic heart
help you be less cruel
would anything ever
mend our broken world

There are two deaths in life,
The first one when
You realize you will die,
The second one when
You no longer try.

losing my mind cause giving you head’s
the only time you think I’ve got depth

in every whisper in every kiss
I wonder if I truly exist

I never told you
I don’t like the cigarette smoke
But bitter kisses taste better than ghosts

rip my skin
eat my bones
don't worry love
i'm yours to own

take my flesh
drink my soul
i won't mind
take control

how dare english
or any tongue we know
fail to forge a word
that lifts you beyond a throne

do hands deserve fingers
if they do not hold
do ears deserve sound
if they do not listen
do eyes deserve sight
if they do not see

do you deserve love
if you broke me

were we really ever real
if one day we seize to exist

Mom, what is my purpose?
"That, my love, is yours to decide."
And so he lived—until he died.

Now his son reads through those pages,
Tracing thoughts from distant ages.
One day, he'll be gone too—
And, in time, so will you.

Believes in nothing, not dark or light,
No stars to lead through endless night.
Mind a void, heart adrift,
Soul untethered, lost in rift.

No gods to call, no fate to trust,
Just fleeting moments that turn to dust.
Search for meaning but find none near,
Tell me love, is it lonely out there?