Maybe the darkness will bring us together
through many a tear-dissolved dream,
so maybe the darkness will bring me to you;
through the film that clouds all I see.
Maybe the darkness will piece me together
into something neither could see,
and maybe the darkness can bring me to you -
so we can finally be.

Loneliness can only be washed away by my thoughts, but, counting seconds until I drown, I no longer have the time to save myself.

I want to love and live,
But, as always, I am held back by you.

shadows are falling,
clouds and people and buildings and trees
crowd all around us as our stomachs crawl
from the graves we dug ourselves early,
just in case we need them.
*we do.

Black eyes on the horizon;
Ominous cries start
As souls start writhing;
Faces disguising;
Ink lies reflecting grey skies,
Causing natural disasters
Wherever they hide.

We are in agony all of the time
And we want to scream it away,
Yet we must keep ourselves quiet for the sake of the world
As it wants to keep us in its cage
For the benefit of their dignity;
Kept intact like the solidity
Of our unbreakable, inescapable prison cells.

I cried a single tear;
Painted my bedsheets blue.
I sobbed and I sobbed,
But nothing came out,
Because all I could think of was you.