Oh, what is the point of reason,
if reason cannot be found?
The mind whirls and twirls,
as you cascade, with tears, to the ground.

Reason and purpose is what you seek,
hope is what holds you by a thread.
Love has you hurt and feeling weak,
as one deep cut that starts to spread.

Your heart is torn by lovely Her,
and faith drips from your closed eyes.
What has She done to ruin you?
How could she break your hopes, and why?

The gold around Her finger
must have turned her mind around,
for she whispered of the end,
and left without a sound.

Now since she took all you had,
your mind kills, and spills, and overflows.
Reason to live, seeps out your veins,
and follows She, as she goes.

The streetlights come through your window,
And I adore the blue light shading,
For it gives your face an angelic glow,
And that alone reminds me of our love, never fading.
Your arms around my waist, so tightly,
With your tender lips caressing my own,
I feel the sweet breath you breathe,
And I wish this moment engraved in stone.
The rain falls down hard outside,
But I hear not its cascading noise,
I'm so locked and deep into your eyes,
And kept amazed by your lovely poise.
You whisper that you love me so,
But that, my love, I already know.

I cried today, are you going to call me emo?
What if I told you the stars weren't shining tonight?
This scene is darker than I've ever seen it before, you know.
I don't know what's going on, and why there's no fight.

Put your dukes up, I can fight you all night long,
I might pass out during the day, but it won't be for long.
You don't scare me anymore.
I've lived with you for what seems forever.
You don't hurt me anymore.
You're nothing I can't handle.

I watched the black fade to blue, to yellow, pink and red.
I'm magic, man, yeah, I'm magic.
Instead of sitting here at three AM, you'd think I'd be in bed,
but this brain functions differently; it's such a *****.

I saw a bubble of burning gas ignite before me.
And I watched it glide across the galaxy,
until it burnt out for 12 more hours,
and ignited again west of my face.
I wasn't afraid. I was never scared.
I've seen this setting in this exact place.
I was never afraid. I wasn't scared.
Too many times I've seen that gas be blared.

I cried for an hour straight after the gas died.
This is another endless fight.
I think I asked for it, even though I tried,
to admit I am afraid, I don't understand this night.
It turns to day, it goes on and on for me,
I watch stars cross the galaxy, and clouds cover them up.

Precipitation clouds my way sometimes,
and leaves me stuck inside to write some rhymes.

Man, I'm magic.
While you're in a land of fluffy white, clean socks, and happiness,
I'm quite content here listening to the rain.
Yeah, it can be tough, living with this brain.
Yeah, sometimes I get lost in the pain.
Get lost in the burning in my eyes.
Get lost in the burning of the sun.
The stars
guide
my way
each night.
But not to bed.

I am an insomniac, if you didn't already get that.
and right now, the sun's about to come back.

I felt the last breath of air slip through my lips
as I held it there, heart racing, as I took the risk
of leaving a note to tell you my feelings for you;
leaving myself exposed and feeling see-through.

Unsure of how you would react to my infatuation,
afraid that my brutal honesty would receive rejection,
I waited patiently to see what you would say
and was not disappointed that very next day.

You greeted my curiousity with some of your own,
and from that moment, our interest had grown.
Hidden notes and messages led to hide-away kisses,
and since then I've longed to be your "Mrs.".

Every day I'm grateful for your sweet words,
you've got me flying higher than the birds.
Every day, I learn more about who you are,
and I wonder how, without you, I made it this far.

Every part of me that felt empty, feels complete.
A gentleman in public, and a freak in the sheets.
Your energy speaks and vibes with me, every way;
I cannot wait to wake up to your face every day.

I've never felt as beautiful as I do now, having you,
and knowing that we will be together, too,
gives me the strength to fight any challenge given to me,
and I knew since the beginning we were meant to be.

Anger is boiling, like a *** of water on the stove, and I can feel my veins get warm as you draw near. The web of lies you wove, trapped me in a world of pain and hatred, and caused me to lose that which I had always held dear.

I like to forgive, and I always try to forget, but you would be the first that I can never forgive. If I could cut you out of this world, like euthanizing a rabit dog at the vet, I would do it in a heartbeat, because you do not deserve to live.

Life is already ****** up without having someone to tear your confidence away, stripping you of any personality you spent your days creating. I can't believe I fell for your innocent, ******* ******* facade, and all the things you once did say. I let you in my life as a victim, and then I became the victim of us dating.

Whoever falls into your web next, I hope she has the brains to get out quick. I hope whoever else has the unfortune of meeting you realizes you're not really "sick", that these are words that hide the true meaning, that you are batshit ******* crazy and willing to beat the **** out of any person that looks at you wrong.  Man, I put up with that for too long.

I may have spent the last year building back everything that you took from me; but it may never be enough. I still go through every day with symptoms of PTSD; flinching when someone moves too fast, night terrors in the middle of the night, hyperventilating when I think I see you walk past, and anger that has stopped me from ever being "alright".

Maybe only time will really heal these wounds and turn off this oven of hatred. Or maybe I will live with this anger for the rest of my life, wishing I had done something to make this pain faded...

Soon I will be alone.
In my own little cave
I can hide and be regrown;
my own soul I will save.
I will seclude myself from all;
from disappointment, pain, hate
and live behind my wall,
until I've learned to appreciate.
All I want is to be happy,
but, it seems the world is all sad,
I can't help but breathe empathy,
so I am prevented from being glad.
To add to that, I am toxic,
and all I touch turns to dust
until I learn to focus,
I will continue to lose trust.
I must learn to deal with this,
then attempt the world anew.
I need to learn to channel bliss,
then I can rejoin all of you.