paints my wings black,
in forbidden pleasures.

When his horns run along,
my fantasies are made real.

Piercing my skin,
he penetrates purity.
Inside of me melts down,
my body ignites,
cremated and relieved,
to the death of an angel.

The storm in my heart rolls in like waves
from a mighty ocean.
Deep diving it takes me away to memories unspoken,
Only to be heard by my subconscious, that devilish creature.
The door is slammed shut, the yester years will be forgotten.
The rebirth of the first breath floating on the horizon.
Eyes twinkle like fireflies, hands of an artist,
a smile that mirrors a sunrise.
My heart pounding.
Recounting fairytales of first love arousing.
The yearning of only wanting you keeps you
forever in mind and father time will not be so kind.
The constellations and the stars only know the secrets of my heart.
As I whisper forbidden words into the dark.
The dark is the dream of my devilish subconscious,
Where you will never be forgotten

nobody prepares you
for the day
you lose
your self-worth,

nobody tells you,
"just because you can
do something, doesnt mean you should"

Thank you for loving me
And from your existence you have forbidden me
And with delicacy, you left me
With the same precision, you slaughtered me
Your love was all that mattered to me
So you deserted me
You hurt me
You killed my heart
And killed me

The guy with the deep red hair
Feasting on blood red wine
To drown his bleeding red heart
In sorrow with his red rimmed eyes,

Sulking in pure rusty despair
With his red rusted hair
As his rusted feelings push through air
For which he received a rusted affection to bear

Full of projections of hollow care
The games he played, it wasn't fair
Hearts he sets on fire like his flaming hair Warming his cold heart with empty promises and hollow dares

i will wait here
patiently
tell me we're wrong
but i will still hold on
i would wait
forever
just to feel your touch
don't slip away from me yet
my love

I visit graves once and lay flowers, then leave
I lay flowers on the grave of fireflies
Where once a light so bright, shined
I lay flowers on the grave of butterflies
Where wings once flapped and swayed
I lay them on the graves of children
Where warm laughters once echoed

But I came across the grave of your heart
And instead of leaving flowers,
I planted the seed of my heart
Seeds of spring, warmth, and hope
It was the only grave I ever came back to

Grave visitors are forbidden to visit again
More so, they are forbidden to plant
But I visited yours everyday and never missed
I tended the seed that I planted
When graves are watered with rain and love
Will the light pass through the cracks?
Would roses bloom on hearts that died?

Roses bloomed, and my time has come
While you thrive, I'll vanish as a punishment
For the grave visitor laid his heart for love
Perhaps, my darling, in another life
I wouldn't have to die to bring back life to you