Written nerves of attraction
make me miss you
differently expressed than I know
you excite in a comforting way

Displayed affection of others
make me miss you,
all seen never felt
but if you were here, if only you were

Craving these things that are entirely untrue
but they are when I'm with you, they are
Needing these things that aren't new
but they are when I'm with you, they are

All of it's expressions
make me miss you
pale and fleeting
till our next meeting
those touches
those words written and heard
make me miss you
and love you terribly

Love and all of it's expressions
make me miss you,
I love you terribly.

Sticks & stones
They pierce my flesh
But your words,
They break my being
Suppose if you opened your eyes
Maybe then I could begin healing
For those cutting sounds
Formed by lip and tongue
I will forever bare
Perhaps if you could feel their blow
Maybe then you would begin to care
To know of Love

I cannot stop you from
Slicing through the flesh
To bring searing the pain
When time slips the knife
Let that throbbing life remain

so maybe i like boys
and maybe i like girls,
or maybe we all just like people.
maybe we're all just people falling in love with other people,
looking for someone to hold hands with
to fall asleep next to
to smile about.
maybe its not about boys liking boys,
girls liking girls,
or girls and boys liking each other.
maybe its about letting people be happy,
because love doesn't chose sides.
it just is.

Do not trust in me, my dear.
I can make you fall farther,
     than your deepest fear.

I’ll break your bones,
I’ll break your heart.
Your head is a bullseye,
and my hand holds a dart.

I’ll give you bruises, (accidentally!)
royal purple and a cobalt blue.
Because if I can’t even trust myself…
Why in the world should you?

So many questions
    flood my head.
Do you know what I thought?
    Did you hear what I said?

When does the heart begin beating,
    and consciousness start?
When will the sun stop shining,
    and humanity fall apart?

Are there things in outer space,
besides the stars so bright?
What happens when a black hole
***** in all the light?

Is the world going to end
in my short lifetime?

    My short lifetime.
So many lives to impact.
So many things to do.
So many things to go through.

Too short.


I want to try everything.
    Know everything.
    Do everything.
    Be everything.

Can I pull off a ******?
Or be a famous Hollywood Actress?
Will I do drugs?
When all my family all dies,
Will I cry for them?

Am I just going to burn out like a star,
and work the average human life,
with no trouble or strife?

So many things for me to try.
    To taste.
    To see.
    To feel.
Will I accomplish it all before I die,
in my short lifetime?
So many lives to impact.
So many things to do.
So many things to continue.

Will humanity fall
in my short lifetime?
Will I ever learn it all?

Am I ever going to fall in-love?
Get called on by the Heavens above?

Heavens above.
Is there really a God up there?
Does our makeshift prophet really care?
About us? About the world? About one person?

Will I travel across the world,
to see it for it's glory and shine.
I want all the world's treasure's to be mine.
    All of them.

Will I find the perfect life,
    in this world?
Will I find the perfect man,
not too distant, not too needy?
I want all the world's riches.
I have to be greedy.

In my short lifetime,
will I commit a vicious crime?

My short lifetime.
So many lives to impact.
So many things to do.
So many things I wish I knew.

Did we teach ourselves to see?
Do we imagine touch?
What do we strive to be,
Ask for so much?
Were we built with this instinct?
    To breathe?
    To sleep?
    Survive?

Or were we given it?
From our creators?
    Creator?

Are we their creation,
    That has created their own?
The forgotten plant planet,
    That has lived; grown?

Is it miracle or mistake,
That we cannot judge,
    Our creations,
With an unbiased eye?
No, we can only judge other's.

Did we make this up?

True, false.
Born by blood, live by pulse.

This is all we know.

Did we make this up?

Hate, Love.
A molten core, celestial above.

Directions are simply words.
Is time as well?
Is emotion?

Did we make this all up?

A beginning, an end.
Just to feel, just to understand,
    comprehend.

Heat from you ignites the fuse,
to spark my static thoughts.
An explosion in my black night sky,
adorned with unimportant dots.

You are the only star that matters.

My needy being owns these feelings
that my mind cannot control.
Gravity of 10 black holes.
    The closer, the clearer.
    Burn me when I get nearer.

You are as rare as a supernova.
    So bright.
    So vivid.
    So far away.
Through a million lightyears delay,
I will watch your reflection in the sea.

Shine for me.

Let me bask in your chemical composition.
Hydrogen and helium in nuclear fission.
Soak into me,
    poison me.

You are the reason for my lack of sleep.
The reason I pray to the stars.
Not Venus, nor Mercury, nor Mars.

I am relaxed with only you.
You are divine.
    Even if you don't realize.

Cloud cannot keep me from you.
Lightning and all the others
are nothing when your glow is mine.

Shine.