I held the whip.
I smiled upon my prey
Chained in front of me
Grieving
Crying
Wishing I did not exist
Whipping them mercilessly
With lies
Empty promises
Manipulation.
It was fun in the past

I see my errors
The poor people i have hurt
Staring upon myself
Seeing only scars that i left others
Wishing I could simply turn the world around

Now the time has come
Chained to the ground
Whipped
Whipped
Beaten mercilessly
With a whip crafted of false love
Held by my "true love"

Blinded by "true love"
Pain never entered my mind
But it cannot deceive my eye.
Chained, I will find my way
To escape these shackles
My "true love" will not hold me in the abuse of false love.

How?
How do I rise each morning?
How do I smile each day?
How do you not see I've died?

How can I love her?
How can I smile at her?
How? When its all empty emotions?

How Can I be this manipulative?
How can I be Full when I know nothing of myself?
How can I smile, when I know not how to love myself?

How can I?
Can you tell me?
Please?

If I beg?
Out of desperation would you pity me?
Help me live, Help me smile with true happiness

In the summer nights
The owls see the world
The world, the simple eye can not
In simple eyes
Vision is distorted
Wrinkles of reality
Lines of insanity
All that the simple eye can not
With simple eyes
Reality is within the visionless.

I saw you in winter,
and thought of tree branches feathered by starlight in poorly lit neighborhoods. A hearth where the more honest parts of myself, I am bared fetal, warmed upon, welcomed.

I saw you in spring,
and thought of long drives in the countryside in the rain. Ice cream melting from our chins dancing petrichor upon our toes, kissing by the sea shore.

I saw you in summer,
and thought of sleepy boathouses, uncovering ancient childhood treasures in the woods. A secret lake somewhere, the sky's reflection in promise. Windy hilltops upon which to blame each other for the sunrise.

I saw you in autumn,
and thought of scarfs and cafes, city streets and sunsets where we watched each others breath escape. Apartment staircases where windchill hibernates, the world slowing down around us from your window.

The first time I saw You, I thought to myself, "I could live there."

If I had an inch I'd give you a mile
If you were a frown I'd give you a thousand smiles
I'd give you the world if you asked
But all I want you to have is my heart

I'll write you a song if that's what you want
Then tear it all up if you don't
I'll show you my mind and give you my heart
Just promise you won't rip it apart

I want to know how you are
I want to know your heart and soul
Your voice is a work of art
I wish you could be mine to hold

I never could move on from your eyes
They'd haunt me wherever I go
Quitting isn't always so bad
When giving up on the impossible

Honestly I'd be crazy not to love you
Although the effect seems the same either way
I have dreams of spending forever with you
I wonder if you'd want to stay?