The sun goes down,
The lights go out,
And there are the stars and the moon

Night falls and the wounds we try to pretend we don't have,
begin to haunt us

The night is so pure
It lets you think

Think about your mistakes or what you should have said
The moon nows all the secrets

Thats why I lay in my bed awake, thinking
Sometimes feeling empty and the next morning waking up to a new day

And just like the MOON, we must go to phases of emptiness to feel full again

Love me or hate me
Either way, you are thinking about me.

the reason love songs now resonate.
the only destination that rain won't discourage.
a dream while I am awake.
You feed my soul to keep my heart nourished.

the feeling of
l o v e
spreading like a
venom through my veins
my hands are trembling
my body shaking
my head is dizzy

and in the end of the day
I only can think of
                                       you
you      
                    you
                                        ­           you
you
                                 you
        you
                                           you.

"Hair's of Turtles"


There is no way that i
       am supposed to think
The hair of the turtle
       does not have to be long
There is no way that i
       am supposed to feel
The hair of the turtle
       does not have to be short
There is no way that i
       am supposed to act
The hair of the turtle
       does not have to be red

sometimes i wonder
if you think about me too
or if you forget

Every time I drink from that bottle you gave me,
I think of you
Every time I meet someone with your name,
I think of you
Every time I look at yearbooks,
I think of you

Every time I talk with my friends,
I think of you
Every time your best friend texts me,
I think of you
Every time I try to move on,
I still think of you

behind her bangs
she saw
in the field where she sat
was dusted
with violets and bright, ruby poppies
the sky was painted with gold and violet
hues of blue and pink.
behind the darkness of her eyes
she thought.
she opened them,
and saw that
ink had bled into the sky
deep purples
blacks and blues.