Don't you cry now,
Your world will always be alright.
This chapter of your life is one of many,
So don't dwell on me now I'm out of sight.

I'm starting to cry now,
As my world has never been alright.
I'll have to end these painful chapters short,
So you won't dwell on me once I'm out of sight

Thoughts darken as I find myself
becoming the nightmares
that I keep my eyes open to avoid.

I am becoming tired of these mundane words
That give nothing, take nothing, feel nothing.
I am becoming afraid of the way I can use them,
How harshly they hiss when I speak them,
How bleakly they twist when I write them,
How solemnly I worship them in my silent self.
For all their power, these words hold nothing.
I am starting to fear that they will soon be meaningless,
Even to myself.

Fragmented into a billion nightmares,
Bliss became silence when I crossed the void.
Opening eyes into sunlight but only seeing darkness;
Afraid of what I already had been, what I was yet to become.

Shimmering caves deep within
Hold the purpose for our beings;
Shrouded in love and forever belonging to the soul
Of that one we found called, "Home".

An exchange of hearts,
the closest we could get to a touch;
nobody thinking about what would happen
when our bodies rejected the hearts
and we died because of the love that we craved.

How much longer do you think I can withstand
the pain of being torn apart from the
inside out? The claws ripping into my
heart, piercing my soul, making this into
a nightmare; tear-stained wishes pouring as
love floods off my tongue, easy yet broken;
my mind running circles until the thoughts
make me dizzy and I fall; paralysed,
hypnotised, terrorised. How much longer
do you think I can cope with this hole in
my heart, the hole that can only be filled
by you? Let's count.