Words mean nothing when they are hidden away
They are just thoughts on paper left to decay

Mirror mirror
On the wall
Who will watch me when I fall

What will I hear
Once the music leaves
As my last drumming heartbeat ceases to be

What will I feel
As the light leaves my skin
Will a hollow numbness fill within?

Mellow like the falling rain
My eyes have become shallow and lost their ways
You see beauty and I see pain
You can find the beauty in my pain
Without you
a tear would mean not a thing
It would just fall like the rain
And imprint on my skin

The tragedy of overthinking is once you stop
You never want to think again

So much pain and sadness
Enveloped in ink
We have so much time to write
While others have no time to think
There is no time for pain
When missiles light up the sky
There is no time for sadness when it is your turn to die

In these eyes I see
What cannot be unseen
If I did not feel anything
What would I dream
If I knew nothing at all
What would life mean?
If I was lost in infinity
How could I breathe?
Sometimes I wonder
What separates us from being lost in infinity?
Is it that we can see the beauty and the horrors
Or that we can dream
Is it the fact that we don't have to think to breathe?
The longer my mind contemplates
The closer I come
To consider the idea that
Maybe we are lost too
I can only hope that life is finite

My brain feels leaky
I can not think straight
How many thoughts will leave before I can escape?

So many equations in my brain
I can not equate
If this is all real
Then why does it feel so fake