I am the slow crawl between madness and insanity.

I'm the soft tune that whistled past your ear, too soft to recall, yet sharp enough to catch your attention.


I am regret.

As formless as we become
However we dress ourselves emotionally

What we seek lies between two doors
The black-draped curtains of yesterday


Or the dusty windows, coated with the frigid air of tomorrow.

These embers are dying out.

Let us seek new pyres to martyr ourselves on.

This house is on fire, along with all these bridges connecting to it.

Let's rest here for a little, and watch the skies gain new streaks.

Her scent brings me home.

When our lips brush against each other,
It is with the brilliance of a thousand fireflies.

But when they part, they do so with the reluctance of too many farewells on train carriages.

I have long lost where you end
I have given up on my beginning

These red strings became rope, digging into our being.
Bound as one, to the Hereafter.

From cosmic dust,
To cosmic ash.

I will see you, again.

Dance with me till the suffering ends
Kiss me, tell me everything will be alright.

It's time for my soul to be disarmed.

The shadows I used to love in
Saturated with noises

The bottoms of heated sands I kept seeing
Showed me the right way for once

I'm hooked, of being a man.
I'm booked, off being in love.

Spill more from your lips

Let me hear one more time

Who's really obsessed with who

I flew into the embrace of uncertainty
Afraid of what I'd find, alone.

Now, after settling on the shoulders of choices made
I'm mostly home

And I'm me
And we're home

And there's no point being selfish anymore.