I'm losing it
Standing at the precipice
One foot out in the open
The other stepping off of the ledge

I'm losing it
Falling now as fast as I can
Not exactly what I was hoping
But one that I have grown to expect

I'm losing it
What little I tend to have left
These days I'd say I'm barely coping
And with all of that being said

I'm losing it
Standing at the precipice
One foot out in the open
The other stepping off of the ledge

hand me a secret
i'll give you a lie
say that i'll keep it
till the day that i die

whatever you say
is safe with me
until the moment
that i set it free

when you tell me a secret
i could explode
i'll drum roll and beat it
till everyone knows

strike up the band
call the dogs home
bend a few ears
polish the crome

tell me a secret
i'll never confess
that i'm soon to share it
with everyone else

as soon as i have it
in my hot little hands
i'll let go it, they'll know it
throughout the land

God decided
to evacuate human from Earth
a confusion??
how to differentiate
Good people from bad
An idea
He send
Two spaceships  
One is heaven and another hell
A costly ticked for heaven
all rich and Evil somewhat
got an entry in it...
remaining entered in other..
before taking off
God changed the name
of the ships..

There's a tiredness in my bones that runs deeper than my ability to think. I am tired of this life, of living for the others I am driven to love. They are difficult. I am exhausted.

the moon is beaming in the dark
with tiny stars as little sparks
it shines with pride, in graceful hues
when night time falls and starts anew

but the moon is kind,
it does not boast
it shines so brightly
to guide, at most

and the moon loves greatly,
it loves the stars
because it lets them shine too
so they are seen from afar

The flaw from yesterday
Is not the flaw of today
Today's flaw is the fact
That I believed I was flawed yesterday

The bite of your words in my ear, the touch
of your thoughts as they patter like specks of
rain on my skin, the feelings I have for
you, this undeniable and uncontrollable
attraction... they make my eyes glisten with
happiness and my stomach fill with nausea.
I cannot tell if this sickness that you
give me is just fear or if it is the
knowledge of an illusion that my heart
is presenting to everyone. Even to myself.

Slowly losing control,
Strings tugging away at my soul,
My mind is hazy.

These masks are my sanctuary,
Even though they make me feel like a liar.

I am no good at anything; useless.
So I put on a new mask everyday,
To cover up my mistakes from yesterday.  

Hold your breath,
Let your heart grow hazy and hollow,
Forget what your purpose is.

You are just another masked being,
Ready to dive in deep of your own mortality.
Losing your true identity to all of those masks.

Slowly losing control,
Letting everything go.
As you let yourself go, and the masks take control.