Here I go again
With a paper and a pen
After I count one to ten
There will never be an us again

You hid me between the clouds,
To save me from the world,
You called it so cruel,
I couldn’t see the stars anymore,
I had to shine on my own,
To light up the dark.

A complex God


I can’t always be your salvation.
One day I will rip you apart.
I won’t always be a helping hand,
Because one day I will reach inside and tear out your heart.


If you allow me to love you, utterly and truly,
Then you must allow me to write about you in my art.
Let me show you all that I am and all I could be.
Come travel with me beside a shooting star.


We can learn to fly hand in hand.
Walk with me over foreign lands,
That are new to our being.
Maybe one day we will become all knowing and all seeing.


If you are my God and I become yours,
All things will become possible in this crazy mixed-up world.


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In pieces


The debris of my shattered soul,
Is all that remains of the old me I used to know.
I, the ghost, who haunts my life of cold,
Just sits here shivering…lost without a hope.


Broken by love a thousand times.
Crippled permanently by all the lies.
I live this life inside a lie.
I say I am happy, so they don’t have to cry.


If I tell the truth to anyone who cares,
I fear that it would leave them to be scared.
So I will just tell ‘you’ what goes on inside my head.
Today I thought ‘I want to be dead.’


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