In moments like these
i feel every weight of every planet
Rest on my shoulders

i see the heavens form against me,
Hell tries to side with me…

Every star in existence
Watching my fate crash right in front of me

i stand on the moon watching,
Watching from a far away distance the earth,
Where I watch you live your every day life.

You’re my entire world and don’t even know it…
Maybe it’s a hyper fixation
Because you show me true kindness

i find my self turning red,
Something i never did before…
i find myself waiting for a reply
Something i used to never care for…

It’s the unfortunate truth
But is something i must explain to you,

I’m torn between reality and spirituality

What’s real and what’s fantasy
How i live my life, i am on a separate plane of existence
Forced to answer to a being…

A being the size of 300 skyscrapers
All stacked in one…
A being that’s devoured everything i’ve ever cared for…

A being with a never ending devour for lust…
It feeds off the love i ever gave to any planet…

You’re my earth...

i don’t want you to become a victim of this destruction

So i run away from you…
When reality i am changing my course,
So you wouldn’t be hurt…

As i ride the cosmos
Passing by other planets in the distance,
None could ever compare to you…

The lonely silver surfer…
Writes a Lonely Soul’s Poem

I fell into a familiar habit
One that contained lustful actions,
Lustful speech…

“What my tongue would do if graced with your garden…”

I had a talk with a fallen angel
That’s what brought me back to this habit,
Lustful speech…

“I would guide your body the way it was intended…”

A woman I lost touch with,
Who had forgotten my name…
Forgotten my voice…Forgotten my looks…

“Looks like we both don’t have numbers saved…”

Intoxication brings the lust out of us all
Even when we find love
I asked to hear her speak.

“It’s not mysterious if i’m giving up voice…”
she said

Intoxicated, but she wasn’t clueless
As was I, slurring my words
Falling into this little game…

“I like to role play…”
she said

And so we played,
neither giving up who we were
Until she grew bored, and left me to dry

I whisper to myself…

“Until later… when we play our game… and fall into our lustful habit once again…