You are my heart
I need you to beat.
You are my heart
I need you to live.
A pump without fail
A flower absolute.
Autumn, fall and winter
May wither you branches.
But I will never cease
watering your soil.
I’ll keep you alive
Till the last leaf falls.
Then I’ll dig in your dirt
To grow you once more.
I’ll keep you inside
warm In somnolence.
Till your sprout knows “nowhere”
But this spaces warmth.
You are my heart
And beating you will
Until when I part
I won’t leave this feel.

To feel emotions
One must learn to feel all thoughts
Only then its true.

An emotion of emotion
The ability to feel emotions
The control of thought
and master of habits
The start of attachment
And ending of will
The idea of caving
And the distortion of lonely
Cause us all to call it love

Child unphased
comes  to sleep ,driven by dreams
Painted to through nightmares
step into the abyss of what was once eternal.
Lies
Found your window through sleepless souls
underneath it was only desires

It hurts.
It’s it fault.
He’s hurt.
It’s it’s fear.
The last thing, it’ll ever wish.
The only exit for sleep.
It craves the unconsciousness.
It sleeps to erase the thought of he.
It dreamed of he.
It cries.
he laughs.
It’s it, It hurt he.
He loved it.
It dreams to sleep.

If memories give life
Then through my mind you will never die.
If all our dreams are projections
Then through my dreams you will never leave
If you’re here because I’m broken
Then through this pain I wish to live.
If all you want is this vessel
Then with my last breath I’ll live it here.
I’ll stay here till the stitch of my obsession binds is beyond separation.
I’ll be your breath you’d be my song our existence would be there
If only...

The flame hurt the girl.
The flame spread until she was engulfed and left with a paper thin sheet for her heart.
The flames took her mind.
It crush the hope of ever leaving as she sinks deeper, bleeding.
This flame showed her joy.
It rose her hope and kept it low enough to crush with a single word.
The flame knew her vow
It did not care and whispered words only she could understand.
The flame knew her pain.
It shone inside and let her see without every letting her touch.
It left her black, after the heat became too much and she give in to this act call love.