God, thank you For darkness, And fear, And death. Thank you
In my daydreams, I used to be an acrobat, Flying through air Into capable hands. In my dreams,
I find no release. I die. I die, Yet I’m not free. Not 'til I die.
Nights of chuckling After no jokes And Dancing without nerves Become me
If you’re happy, then I’m happy. I’ll be ok if you’re ok. I can’t die without you living. I won’t move on without you search… At night, do you think about me?
You’re young. You’ll feel better. You’ll get better Eventually. So much time to feel better.
Not as ardent as before. I’m tired. Slowing down, A tail growing heavier and longer With each day.
I woke at 3 a.m., And I was scared. I thought I’d never be tired agai… But then I remembered the morning And all the joy it brings.
Without you, I feel the pain. The rain seems cold now. Thunder is only evil, And the sky is bare and pale.
Perfection is an evil reflection On what is really real. Solitude is my gratitude When I am sad. Numbness equals oneness
So stealthily I lead: Touching green, Seeing rocks below me. I’m gulping pride Because I know life is
Why do I still feel guilty About things That are out of my favor?
If only My tears were colors. There would be pink on my pillow And green on my shoes. There would be red on the paper
You met me in the winter When I was a petal, Something you desperately wanted t… You loved me in the summer, Underneath the palm oil trees
I cried out to God, And There was silence.