We walked and walked,
Talked about nothing and everything
We finally arrived,
We sat there.
It wasn’t much romantic, nor comfortable but it was perfect for me
Cause you were there
And that’s all I needed

I can still feel my head on your shoulder,
The freezing ground,
Your hands intertwined in mine,
Your kisses,
Your scent,
And in that moment I swear we were infinite

i don't know
why i still
look at your
horoscope

get out of my head

get out of my head

GET OUT OF MY HEAD

please

her words shattered
because she has no voice.
her opinion doesn't matter
she has no choice.

her life forsaken
taken away from the world.
no one wants to hear you
because you are a girl.

her mind full of ideas
but she doesn't want a riot.
she keeps her ideas to herself,
the world wants her to be quiet.

to me,
you are
an art

                              to you,
                              I was
                              a tragedy

Far out of the corner of his
Eye he followed a star
Shining deep in the distant
Constilation
Dark matter concealed his
Hand out of sight
The connection was COMIC
From the hammer of Thor
Stan Lee created
Spiderman and the Fantastic four

I own every inch of myself,
my eyes, hands, and my two little feet.
I see what I want my eyes to see,
Be in broad daylight or in complete darkness.

My hands feed the angel and the demon in me,
And I go barefooted to towns and the wilderness.
I am their master, and they are my slaves.
My words give them life, and my voice, strength.

But my heart, my heart is different.
It has eyes that see what I fail to see;
It caresses the scarring skin with delicateness,
And leads me to a place where the sun never sets.

I have a heart which I do not own;
For my heart is yours and yours alone.