it wasn’t until the sun had set,
and the moon took over its shift,
and the morning came
that i remembered that:

yesterday kept many secrets
from me,
tomorrow makes promises
it can’t keep,
(yet still, i always find myself
giving it chances),
and today probably won’t
be any more trustworthy.

Thank you for cracking me up, no not the cheerful a joyful idiom. Bit by bit it just keeps on cracking! Here I am putting a double sided type on this crack. A crack formed by misunderstanding and decisions made by the demons inside out heads leading to a crack that keeps on cracking but thank you. Thank you for cracking this heart, without this crack I wouldn't had smile in the first place. Thank you for the broken heart.

A lily given and adorns my hair;
my lucky charm.

We lay. I stare...
as if I asked a question.
She answers with a smile...
like she knew my intention.

This is something new.
Something so unique.
Right then I should've knew..
Here's one I need to keep.

Still silent as a mime...
We lay. I stare
At who I now call mine.

When the rest the world is fast asleep
his mind seems to find it's peak.
Sure, he dreams but not like others.
He tugs his sheets and rolls his covers.
His eyes stay shut, the clock still ticks
The sun will dawn but not his fix.

The mirror reflects no lie.