What if we rewrite the stars?
Say you were made to be mine
Nothing could keep us apart
You'd be the one I was meant to find
The world was ours to own
Though it had dirt and dust
It was ours to conquer
Though exhausting were the quests
The constellations are not aligned
For us to truly claim our destiny
The moon only soothed us just right
So that we could have another tomorrow
But if I could rewrite the stars
I will draw them the way you like
If it were it my hands
I would still fight
Riches and a better life
Will never buy me my happiness
Because if the stars fall out of place
I will want to fix them right...
... with you.
The cold in the air I feel crawl on my flesh
The spite in your tone when you hiss at me with new complaints
The way your body says you hate me
Is enough to show me that I'm still needed
Loveless sound that motivates me to wither
Thank you, my dear leech
If it wasn't for you,
I could feel alive again
Thank you for sucking me dry.
[Looks like the whole first half of X has gone missing.]
[Well, I can’t let that happen.]
Sometimes, I wonder if X thinks of me.
i sure do.
X is not desired as an object, but a person.
time's past experience
escaped the general
present on my condition
impressed, expressing itself
across my countenance
to the perpetual stiffness
of cape cod
upon the horizon of fall
the ceiling, blended light spectrum
twine each direction
enmity, inviting intrepid to traveler none
quiet prolonged so to take up its own place
sudden sensing singular
as the earth comes undone
absent the orb - one's inward sun
by the devil's eve
all warmth be shunned
Door slamming shut on us, my love
it’s time for bed I think and
Oh, my love, I’ve grown so cold to you
I’m sorry you broke my heart again.
We were driving in your car last night
the air it wasn’t right between us
Oh, I took a photograph of you
My love, in that light, in that light
things just seemed alright.
Time is running out I fear
this lullaby I wrote for you
to fall asleep to
is winding down, it seems unfair.
Oh, my love I’ve grown accustomed to
the light of loving you
and Oh, my love I think my heart’s in two
but I know I’d still give both pieces to you.
Smoke it fills my lungs with black and dust
I just close my eyes and trust
Because if you held the matches,
I would still believe I set myself on fire.
Oh, my love I died again last night
it all caved in and while I cried
you came inside, you made it alright, alright alright.
And Oh my love, if you hurt me everytime
I’d run right back, rewrite each line
Because my love I love you so
Even when my heart has broke.
I changed my style
When you left me scarred
I changed my friends
It wasn't that hard
I changed my hair
But it wasn't enough
So I changed my own mind
And called my own bluff
I never did love you
I never quite cared
We had plenty in common
But you were always so scared
You couldn't have fun
You never relaxed
Your sorrow rubbed off on me
I finally collapsed
So here I stand
A brand new me
I'm all I ever wanted
All I could be
I hid myself for you
So you'd keep me around
But you're just a coward
And I wear the crown.
To be, or not, to be...
That is plagiarism.
Although, the rested see..
It's the only "ism"
Will I do?
Or, will I do not?
Will I place soulfully, the life before me?
Or, will I defy my end with bitter, confusion.
I doubt them both.
Within my heart,
I chase a rope.
About a time,
When rhyme and cope.
Are one, the same,
Rewrite my hope.
Can one remain,
While others greave?
Burn the bridge,
And meld the seam.
Your idle dream,
Don't mind the pain,
Rewrite and leave.
Look, I never said I was that smart.
I say stupid stuff all the time.
It's not like I'm always awake.
I'm rewriting my life story.
But we all wish some parts of our lives were different.
I'm rewriting my DNA make my skin less red, my spine less curved, my mind less distracted, to make my body hurt less.
I'm rewriting my backstory, one where I didn't worry about much other than my life at home. I never told anybody how dangerous my life used to be...