melancholy and sublime
delicate and ethereal.
floating harmonies and rolling notes like waves
one can envision the silvery moonlight
reflecting upon themselves
the radiant moon filtering through windowpanes
the leaves of a tree.

A heavy shadow falls on my face.
Another dark cloud following me today.
"Please, not again, I kinda wanna stay."
"It's not for you, you won't last another day."

My heart seems hefty, rotted by decay.
"Can you hear that? My whispers. What do they say?"
I shut it out, hide it, delay more pain.
It smiles back.
"Not another day."

I doubt myself.
"Maybe there's no more light."
I start to give up.
It grins in delight.
It's closer now, growing, eager to say,
"you won't last another day."

Now alone, hidden, stowed away.
Blade in my hand.
Tears on my face.
Blood pooling.
Opened poison from it's case.
I say to myself.
"Not another day."

Oh silly me, where do i start?
I need to start at a certain part.
I think i know,
So now lets begin.
As I walk freely,
The wind tingling my skin,
I begin to feel cold,
And the lights in my eyes dim low.
I stop against a tree, and i slide down,
Nice and slow.
I place my hands beside me, the grass tickling my skin
Then the rain trickling begins
“Why in this moment?” I ask, my mind starts to race.
I try to breathe slowly, trying to pace,
But now i can’t quite,
stay wide awake.
The wind turns cold,
My skin starts to quake,
I might just freeze at this rate.
I slowly snake down, letting my full body rest,
Now on this damp ground, I breathe in and out with my chest
As my pace of breathe softens,
And so does my heart.
Tears trickle down my cheek,
Now here, I feel like i'm at my peak.

Don’t you want to be — lonely?
Everyone’s doing it... now.
Humans in shells.
When love... no longer sells.

It’s the new craze —
Go on,
Try on these new chains.
It’s the new craze —
Dawn...
of a strange age.

Try some loneliness —
a quiet kind of pain.
Try some loneliness —
your own company...
in vain.

Don’t you want to be — lonely?
Everyone’s doing it now.
We can gather —
to be alone...
together.

It’s the new craze —
Setup in new chains.
It’s the new craze —
Dawn of a strange age.

Try some loneliness —
It’s colder
than it seems.
Try some loneliness —
It echoes
through your dreams.

Come on...
Be lonely.
Or you’ll be left behind.

Come on...
Be lonely.
Or you’ll be left behind.

Come on...
Be lonely.
Or you’ll be
left
behind.

and it’ll be as if it never happened.

and it’ll all fade away.

days and months and years
and nothing will be the same.

maybe you’ll be older and wiser
maybe you’ll be kinder

and it’ll all be a bad dream
something to shake you up from your sleep

and it’ll leave you to wonder
was it even real?

have i no wounds to heal?
the scars will thicken over
it’ll be brand new again

you’ll forget of love and war
and you will never mend

the tiny fracture in your armor
will create the same salt somber

that somewhere your heart is thieved
that somewhere, within me, your heart, it grieves.

There was a girl who danced in the rain.
No one understood her or cared for her pain.
She danced out in the puddles all alone.
No sun in sight, for it had set long ago.
She used the thunder booms to dampen her screams,
As she pondered through the pitter-patter, what everything means.
Sometimes the others would spray her with a hose,
Knocking her glasses off her nose.
They’d shatter,
Masked by the pitter-patter,
They’d laugh at her,
Since it didn’t matter to them.
She was going through a storm with winds like a hurricane.
All that the others saw was a girl going insane.
All that she wanted was someone to listen to her cries,
But all that anybody did when they looked her way was sigh.
She danced throughout the night,
The lightning lit up the sky.
She would have danced till the end of time,
If he hadn’t stepped into her life.
He took her hand,
Stopped her from spinning around.
The rain fades away from where they stand,
And she finally feels found.
The girl who danced in the rain,
Found a partner for her ballet.