The night does not belong to those in love.
It belongs to those who dared to fall in love and found that there was no-one there to catch them.
The night does not belong to the dreamers.
It belongs to those who have nightmares waiting for them long after they are awake.
The night does not belong to the contented.
It belongs to those troubled souls who carry the burdens of this world on their backs.
The night belongs to the haunted.
It belongs to the lonely.
It belongs to those too busy fighting to even think about rest.
You can keep your sunshine.
Me and mine come alive in the night.

I can hear her
Her mesmerizing melodies calling me
Tempting me
I sway to her music
Fill my veins with her voice
And we are one again.

She covers me like a blanket
I can feel the warmth of her love
In my secret places
Its dark inside
And I'm afraid
But she is with me
Holding me
And I am safe.

When she leaves
My soul aches for her embrace
I hunger for her touch
I want to disappear
To leave her as she left me
But her lethal love injections
Are all that I know
And I am weak
And I can hear her
Her mesmerizing melodies calling me
Tempting me
I sway to her music
Fill my veins with her voice
And we are one again.

My lover wants me dead
But I have given her my heart
Sealed our love with a kiss
Till death do us part.

"When I was a child, I thought like a child, I talked like a child, I reasoned like a child. Now that I am a man, I must put my childish ways behind me."*

I do believe that I have entered into the Twilight Zone
I woke up this morning and all of a sudden people were expecting me to do things for myself
When the hell did mom stop making my doctors appointments for me?
What the hell is this "get a job" nonsense
And why does everyone keep telling me "Welcome to adulthood"?
Like its some awesome place with candy and nonstop Spongebob
When did Saturday become "laundry day"
Where are my cartoons?
Since when did gas prices become more important the cost of Harry Potter books?
What the hell are these silverish hairs starting to pop up all over my head?
And HOW THE **** DO YOU FILE TAXES?
I did not agree to this.
I miss the days of nonstop sunshine kissing my cheeks as I biked down the lanes of Candy Land
When did farts become rude and not funny?
Where is my PB and J with the crusts cut off?
Shouldn't there be a class on how to become a grown up?
I feel like I was thrown into the deep end and expected to know how to swim
I can barely doggy paddle
Is this some sick joke?
I don't wanna grow up, I wanna be a **** toys-R-us kid
I WANT MY MOMMY