There I was
standing intertwining
there with the stars
in your hands

I cannot fathom then
How here or them
The earth spins
With my emotions
I'll grasp onto what's cool

Cold with a kiss
My lips
I'll sing bliss
With your hands
Wrapped around my wrists

Tug and pull
The earth's grounds shook
Beneath your mind
It'll shine
Even after
They lay you down
One final time

Divine, oh divine
My arts a curse
And this is my favourite verse
Winners applaud
For the greatest one of them all
Their biases with their high chair
Spoon fed gin rehabs

Take back my class
because it's really not that bad
lemon citrus tongue
are you having fun?
sour shook sweet
how come in my dreams
I have no teeth?

Glum glum
Let's have some fun
The world is a ***
Beauty ridden in its soils
Souls boils

Jest and laugh
Take back what's ours
Your frown is my moon
Pretty as a smile
Breath of fresh air

On our worst days
it's the sun
but the moon comes
for a full run
the best is yet to come

i needed
ended succeeded
shallow thoughts
as you talk
only to just get in
my stupid heart

tear me
and rip me
into parts
long lost love
your pride carried high
as you lied
sing me a song
maybe i won't cry

"i won't hurt you"
is the biggest lie

fall into you
ill turn blue
you'll take the hue
out of my room
it'll affect my mood

drown into
my tomb
will never see you
as my groom

taken advantage
as always
i can't escape this
taken all i had
aren't you glad?

use and abuse me
this isn't new to me
try something new
it might just come
full bloom
at the next full moon

at my open casket
ill tell you where the love went
was your time well spent?

every time i cry i
cry with static
my vision is really erratic
when will this nightmare diminish
with every clear cinematic

i close my eyes to a broken tv
wake up to the same show on the screen
why won't the channel change?
it's so bleak

noise drives me insane
how can they say
im sane
when all i see
is all the same?

constant buzzing in your rear view
what deep lie
is rooted in your eye
is it mental? or critical?

its always the same tune
strung for a long time
i think I might just go blind

its always snowing
dust like ashes
it clashes
colours
and contrast
why can't I see the beauty

it adds more
over the years
im worried i won't be able to hear
or see the kiss by your ear
when i see clear of your eyes
when i die
will i still see light?

I just scared you

sorry I couldn't make it
to the exit.

theres a white door waiting
for me in Matrix.

why does she think everything is beautiful.
her feels numb,
maybe she crys for others.
maybe theres something wrong.

oh, maybe theres something wrong.
she know she cant fix it.
maybe the white cloth can wipe
her surface.

it's fine to be in the coffin.
I don't think i want to break out of it.
maybe I'll suffocate a little bit longer.

do you think our screens light
will swallow us whole
as it takes our souls and become dumber
as the days grow old?

do you think that fantasy is better
than the fiction of the better,
quickly contradicting our figures?

do you think social media is blinding us,
with each second the lights take us
from our soul to their leader?