Before them, we already had those nicknames,
I was already your moon,
And we were already the best.

Then I turned into your everything as you have said.
They started using what we already had.

While they did, we lost ours.
We didn't use them anymore for so long we forgot them.
And I miss being those things to you.
If being your everything means things being like this then take me back—take me back when our love was at its best,
take me where our love started.
When it was innocent, exciting yet passionate.

Let me feel that old love
*Show me, tell me, feel me.

We'd sneak out at midnight
I'd bring everything we need
Let us make this night lucid
Enlighten the road we'll take
It's too late now to not risk it
I'd be in pajamas
and you'll be laughing all night
We could drive
Or better yet
We could run
Free and in love
Young and strong
Let our bodies be one
Let our souls make charts
of how love should be done
Let our destiny start
Out of here and into the woods
I will come with you
I will let the silence fill the words
Of an admiration so true
And when the night is close to an end
I will breathe back the sin of love theft
We'd sleep in my truck and there I will mend
All the broken things we have left.

it's starting to get colder
but with you i feel heat get stronger
the nights are longer
and my days are brighter
paper lanterns begin floating
as i am perpetually falling

I really wonder everytime
How they feel
When they crush every norm’s entities
Is this part of a ritual you religiously do?
Do you smirk or grin everytime you did?
Do you feel better perceiving lives too see them ache?
You do don’t you?

Why?
Because you've been there
You felt that pain, that agony that preludes
That melancholy past precedes you everytime
"Why always me?"
Why do you end up in bruises and blood-
Dripping from beginning to the end?
End?
No!
There’s no end to this
Unless you make it stop

But why relay the pain on others?
You created that villain in your head
You've become what you hate
Do you like that?
Making others suffer for what ‘they' did

You were once good
You still are
Well your pretense won an Oscar for the 'Ignorant'(s)
They know what you did
You broke their wings and the mettle they believed in
They don’t want to lose a 'Friend' like you
Their courage demised never to prevail again
You became this (****)tator
Which everyone obliged cowardly

But be reminded
Like every TV Show
The Hero always wins
Karma will be chasing you
Waiting for the right moment to expose you
You will get the retribution you deserved

You will cry
Remorse will elevate in your senses
And Every Name, Every Face, Every Sound
*Will be remembered to those you maimed.

my town
where wild flowers grow
between tram tracks.
there was a time when
it was hardly morning,
no bridge into daylight.

walls had ears,
neighbors had eyes
whispering behind the curtains
there was an emptiness in the guts
of the city
and poetry locked in the drawers,
Borges was read under the blankets
while Dostoievski was  a comforter:
demons were embedded.

yeah, people were clapping and smiling
watching the nub of history, numb
they had a life to live,
what can you say?

one day the radio
burst on in the streets
some were shivering in the attic
"we are free", they said
"we are free",
came the echo in trance

"shhhhh"! said others,
let us wipe the blood
don't disturb the sacrificed
so we can sleep
without dreams

it's Thursday in my town
streets are weary
and our souls are
slowly expanding

Sometimes, I simply can't handle living.
But then he comes around.
And suddenly, it's all worth it.

I was told she's a demon
But she's my best friend
And I never want her to go

I kept getting asked
If I was ready to release her
I asked if I could go to the bathroom by myself
I was told no, and said
There's your answer

I love her
Even if I'm the only one
I hope she stays
With me forever
Because I can't do anything without her