Even sleeping hurts,
Cause my thoughts they still can't rest
And my eyes are still bright red
From all the crying,
You'd think i woke up already like this..
A mess.

And now my coffee just isn't the same  
Though i know what i'd prefer to taste..
And all these stars have lost their meaning
Cause when i lost you i stopped believing
In wishing with eyes closed just for a hopeless reason

See you just changed
Everything by changing
one small thing
But still my heart's with you
Though my hands trembling..

I need you.

I need you to stay with me
In the darkest of sky-falls,
Spend the night with me
Tell me your favourite thing 'bout life
And where you'd like to be
Please tell me there'll always be a space for me..
In your life

And then lie down but don't sleep
Tell me stars still have meaning
Make me believe in dreams
Point at shooting stars,
And close your eyes to make me see
That there's nothing more perfect than this..
Oh there'll always be a space where you fit

Cause it's coming together.. Now
Every moment with you
Is making me better, somehow
So spend another moment
With me and i'll make it
Last forever.. I'll,
Give you the world for just a kiss

And when you push me
Don't you know i'll push harder
To make this worth it?
Under the church roof
Is where you're most perfect
Though the stars might run
And coffee may spill
I promise my love won't burn out,
Cause this is real

And when i die, dare i leave..
I'd want the whole world to know
How much you mean to me..
How i still spoke your name when it hurt to breathe

You're the one that got me off those trains,
But (un)fortunately,
Love is still a beautiful pain

You know what is unbelievable?
I would let you close enough to hurt me.
If you really knew me
you’d know that I’ve never done that
in all my years
How come you,
of all the people I know
and have felt close to
have that power?
I swore never to give it to anyone
You made me break a promise
made to myself
What’s going to come of it?
Nothing nothing
We’re all knowing looks and awkward jokes
we’re all pleasantries
we’re all friendly with everyone else
When it comes to each other
we get choked
Who are you
to trap my words, to close my mouth,
to grind my gears?
I’d let you closer if you’d let me
I’d let you hurt me
more than you already have even though
I know it burns and aches and stings
I’d let you

I tried to write a poem
To express how I feel
But there is no order of words
That could properly illustrate what
I so deeply wish to say
No rhyme scheme
Could make it more meaningful
No gracefully placed word
That is in just the right spot
Could compare your beauty to anything in this world
So my deepest fear
Is that you will never understand
How I feel

I try to stay positive, I try to smile I always try to look happy. And never show my sorrow, I wear a mask to protect my secret identity.no not for me but for the people that care about me.

i find it quite sad that the only thing stopping me from beng who i wish to be is a certain sequence of numbers.

numbers seem to have more power over people than any god or government-

this world was built-

and will burn-

because of numbers.

bank account statements cause stalemates between myself and my ambitions-

I am chained and restrained by my credit score, cruelly kept from exploring distant shores.

men slay their fellow man without a second thought

for a fat stack of cash and thoughts of what could be bought.

John Lennon imagined a world with nothing to **** or die for
no posessions too

but money is the cruel hand that tears that dream in two.

for as long as the concept of money
is the fire that drives men's hearts to beat

we will never truly see peace,
living at the mercy of the balance sheet.