flickered souls
who mourn at night
accumulate to swallow
light

shredded strings
heal
battered snare
cures
these months
weren’t easy,
tonight is

transcend.
watch sorrow
bend
and morph into
pocket-sized
rivers of
vibrancy

we are
a sacred congregation
in blasphemous glory
all good things
come in
thousands

forget the man
the lies
and cry
i always wanna die
(sometimes)

long for nothing
crave it all
is this how it feels?
to be young?

Returning is certain.
One way, one day
Lifetimes within lifetimes
Transcend, one into
Another.
Eyes smile in recognition as
Adios will always
bring you home.

My regrets and sorrows slumber in snow
at the idea of loving again.
My soul wishes for the bridge to connects
us so I may enter your dream palace
unafraid. Just to catch the sight of you.
My heart on my sleeve, my soul in the mist
and something echoes in my mind,
the idea of love.

A concept so beautiful that it can transcend
a lifetime as well as destroy a nation.
My soul will sleep in sorrow's snow
till the day I will rise again tall and strong
When the need to shed my tears has gone
I live for tomorrow and tomorrow's tomorrow
Until you sit by in to feel the hearth
inside my heart.

Myths and legends I find
always have some truth
to them

And there are those who
create their own myths
and legends

That sort of immortality
shines for a special
starlit few

Who were never before
and never again