the deep undying echo in my heart and soul decides
just who i love, and how strongly
how low the current drags me and how acidic the teardrops fall
i look back at your emptiness and the agony is o v e r w h e l m i n g
i want to hold you and purge it all
I don’t think I know anyone
All hearts are foreign to me
Have I ever even loved? Have I ever set someone free
Why do my heartbeats echo just to hurt the ones I need
I am guilty of cutting up your veins
I close my eyes and sip the stains
I fill my heart with all your pain
And sleep unhurt while you
L i e a w a k e
But will you move along someday
When someone else is as bright as me?
As loud, as eager, as strange and chaotic
Why stay here when others are c a l l i n g ?
the dam inside relents, the coolness spills down my lips
my heartbeat flickers slower and the waterfalls collapse
my worry has surrendered, my stoic-flesh gives in
the tears fall.
And cuts through all my rationality
My bones feel clipped, my heart is sick
I feel the slivers sink and dip
My heartbeat gives up, my soul is undone
I am punished by the wind
I love but I cannot give in
I closed my eyes and the vision revived
Of the blood and burns on my flesh
Of the death pouring out of my head
Of all the burning and breath
I’m beautiful but I’m broken
And whoever loves me must relent
Must allow it
Must look away.
THERE IS A PAIN WITHIN ME THAT I CANNOT CURE THE WORLD
AND A TAUNTING, HAUNTING LAUGHTER FROM THE DARK WHERE PEOPLE HURT
I CANNOT FIX THE BROKEN, I CANNOT STEM THE FLOW
I CANNOT HALT THE BLEEDING OF THE HEARTS who have LET GO.
EACH NIGHTDARK WHISPERS HATING-THINGS THAT SIBILIANTLY SPREAD THEIR WINGS
COASTING IN ON WICKED THOUGHTS WHICH ARE ALL DISGUISED AS HARMLESS DROPS
OF RAIN AND WIND THAT SWEEP THE SHORES
OF EVERY HEART BOUND TO IGNORE
i love you, let me help you feel
Stop being ashamed of love!
Love is not weakness, it is wild roaring strength
It takes nothing to be nothing, to let the wind blow your stars away
It takes raging courage to feel and scream aloud that love
Stop waiting! Stop playing! Don’t pretend for fear of hurt
You do not have to be loved to love
It does not need to be returned.
I doubt my soul will ever rest
Knowing there are those in eternal distress
How can I find peace when a wanderer meets
Such a fiery, empty demise?
I WANT THEM ALL TO REACH PARADISE