You think I don’t know what it’s like to want to feel the pain but only see the blood
You think I don’t know what it’s like to feel everything but feel nothing
You think I don’t know what it’s like to awake but still be asleep
You think I don’t know what it’s like to be alive but not living
You think I don’t know what it’s like to want death but only life remains
You think I don’t know what it’s like to want life but only death exists
You think I don’t know what it’s like to want you but not want you

… Isn’t that a crazy story?
Just crazy – me and my friend.
Hello, hello? Babe, are you there?
Oh no! She’s fallen asleep again.
Aw, my cute babe is tired
And she stayed up just for me.
Her eyes got too heavy tonight
Then I guess I’ll just let her be.
I hope I’m in her dreams at night.
I hope she’s somewhere great.
“Hey Sweetie, I’m sorry I fell asleep.”
“Oh no, It’s getting late.”
I’ll talk to you later so you can get your sleep.
You need your energy so turn out the light.
I love you, Babe. Good night, Sweet dreams.
And I’ll see you in mines tonight.

I wished for you
excessively.
  greedily.
     immeasurably.
I craved you for days on end
and finally,
   finally.
I got to see the way
your lips form around the precipice
   of my name;
I felt your hand on my waist
as your touch provokes every minute nerve  
      in my body;
I drowned myself in the  
   depth of your eyes
that glisten with wonder as you    
      decipher
the spell you've cast upon me
and how it speaks volumes of every
   fairytale ever made;
and I have had a taste of all of this
    I've had you
    right within my breadth,
just until the warmth
    of the rising sun
  kissed my eyelids awake,
like the tender whisper of the    
       cosmos
or the discordant bellowing
of the void
   as it reminds me:
      You are unattainable.
Right then again I was able to  
   comprehend
that you will remain an illusion to me
      until our paths cross once more
   and in that moment,
nothing will be capable of surpassing
      the bewitchment
   the resplendence
the luminance
of the mere reality that is you

from dusk to dawn
I have lied awake next to you.

listening to your even breathes,
wondering what you were dreaming of.

I long to fall asleep next to you,
but seeing the man, who changed my life so much and so quickly,
in such a peaceful state of mind
is far greater
than dreaming of lying next to you.

the warmth of your skin touching mine
is far more enticing
than lying all alone
in my cold, dark room.


an epiphany has arose in my mind;
the sun is rising,
my lover is fast asleep,
and I'm laying in bed
indulging it all in.

life is a miraculous and beautiful,
thing.
and this moment right now
just proves to me that
everyone is apart of someone before we are even created;
and my oh my
I hope I've found the missing piece
to my puzzle of a life.

My heart breaks
Quietly
Miles away
As you fall asleep
Without me

I've found an infinity between comparison and reality;
A gap between everything and nothingness,
A dream between being asleep and lucid,
A time between now and forever.

I've found an escape between chaos and logic;
A note between two keys,
A word between two sentences,
A color between two hues.

I've found a void deprived of emptiness;
A space between comfort and accord,
A spark between flames,
A forest between the soil and seeds.

I've found a sanctuary between time and erosion;
A point between here and now,
A peace between me and everything,
A monument between decay and permanence.

I've found an Interim.

NUMB, half asleep, and dazed with whirl of wheels,
And gasp of steam, and measured clank of chains,

My Future lay cradled asleep;
I kissed the sweet mouth and she smiled

One day... I woke up.
I don't remember how long I was asleep,
or even if I was asleep,
or dead,
or something.
There are just some things in life that can't be understood.
And for a long time, I refused to take that for an answer. I mean,
WHY?!
The unanswerable question and answer.
One day, long ago,
I took a break from the world to visit the cosmos.
I don't remember how long I was gone,
or even if I left,
but what I do know,
is nothing.
Nothing more than you.
And I'm okay with that.

I sleep, I dream in a pitch black world
Canvas made of cotton, blood soaked and soiled

I dream not in color but many shades of gray
Pulse is risen sharply, time to go and play

Visions I see of horror, creeping in the dark
Shadows in every corner,  time to leave it's mark

Strapped down with failed emotions, I fell down in a violent  blunder
I hear the hooves of  horses, rolling crazy thunder

Can't wake up, from this nightmarish pain
Knocked down the door, hear me screaming again