To see without those darkened eyes, fresh
Believing in yourself, without strings
Look at the seas and find yourself
Building, creating, and doing
This is life

You can do what you believe
Not stay back, barely holding on
Feel the wind fill your sails
The fresh salt spray on your face
Taste that freedom on your lips

The allure of the sea, of flying
To go where you wish, defy the winds
All your needs met in a moment
The adrenalin of the wind in your face
Tossing your hair, chance belief

Being who you are
No one can say you are not
Either a hunter of men
Or the artist of beauty
Be that, that no one steal away

Theirs are not the wind, never to fly
To taste the sea, sail beyond the horizon
Tread not lightly on this earth
Rely on yourself, unlike minded
Laugh, with abandon, they'll see you mad

And you laugh that much harder
You'll step forth over that cliff
They shy back from
Open your wings
Glide

Some people think they know what pain is.
I'll tell you what pain is.

Pain is accidentally using your astringent instead of your eye makeup remover.
Pain is stepping on a lego barefoot.
Pain is stubbing your pinky toe on the same table leg for the 50th time.

Pain is taking responsibility for something that wasn't your fault simply because you're an "adult."
Pain is shedding a tear for the close friend who committed suicide over a year ago.
Pain is thinking about the last look of recognition before your grandfather's death.

Pain is feeling like you can never be honest with anyone about what you are truly feeling.
Pain is the fear that you may not ever find "the one."
Pain is caring too much for people who will never love you.

Pain is realizing that everything you believed in might be false.
Pain is knowing that the people you trusted have lied to you.
Pain is understanding that they were only doing what they thought was right.

This is my pain.
What's yours?

For her,
As it always should have been.
For her,
As it always should be,
For her,
When her hearts full of grief,
And she’s crying cuz of me.

After the silence settles,
Like dust.
We hardly feel dumb struck.
Sideways glances to say with my eyes:
For her.

And her long hair,
And her loud laugh,
And the long walks,
And the loud laughs,
Will never be mine again.

--For her--

Your body
Is a creation of the galaxies
A coming together of milky ways and solar flares

When I first saw you, I was stunned
At the sheer amount of stardust it would take
To make something that beautiful

Your body
Is a glass case
Struggling to hold rivers in your veins
Herds of wild horses in your chest
The monarch migration in your stomach

Slowly you are cracking
The glass relenting to the spirit it cannot hold
But when it breaks you will not hurt
You will be free

Separate yourself,
pull yourself away
from the mundane.

Think deep,
deep
deep thoughts of me.
Split your mind
into a million particles of fantasy.
Let me explode,
explode
explode
into your sweetest
fiery-thoughts.

I want to take you,
make you breathless,
carress you with clairvoyant-love,
so real.