Beautiful, you are to me

Climbing up that mountain,

I sat and enjoyed the trees.

I wanted to see the life that surrounded me,

hiding behind bushes and branches that act as shroud-

This isn't my mystery,

I'm your friend-

But you don't want to see that,

am I too upset by the world to be your somebody?

Then fine, I'll sit. And cry. And let you say your last word.

Goodbye.

...

But then I cry.

I break down.

I've never cried before, not really.

I can''t stand here watching you walk away,

because you hate me,

not because you love him.

The steps in my feet count to the things that matter most,

your heartbeat.

seeing how I can't be without anything but you,

do you mean the same thing I mean,

when we follow the trail unseen,

because we feel each other's rhythm pushing us forward?

It's the power of distance that drives us forward,

in a cardinal direction related to each other.

I wish You could see this with me,

I wish I was there,

to set you free,

or maybe it's the belief that you don't have to be.

Because you don't need me.

So maybe you're with someone else,

but I will keep fighting for what I believe.

So this is now why I feel angry, not grief-

because I promised something to you and myself,

and watching me letting you to go away is breaking that promise to myself.

Then fine.

I'll wipe my eyes,

I'll wipe the defeat with soot and mask your victory,

because I can't give up something I never loved.

Instead I've lost what may have been the greatest victory of my life.

I wish you'd have given me a chance to love you before you pushed me away.

And let my castle sink into the grey unknown,

falling from grace is her majesty.

Me.

Titles mean nothing to us under these big blue stars

Underneath the big dipper,
we gathered stars;
we took off both our slippers,
and sank into the water.


We met a man who told us what we needed,
he gave us direction.
Then we swam and we found,
hold my hand through it all-
If we jump into the water,
would we swim or would we drown?
If we build a set of wings then could we be fly,
or just fall down?
And if you keep talking to me,
maybe the darkness throughout this night will be alright.


There we were without a map,
without a path,
without a destination.
We knew where we were going.
I carried you there on my back,
so that you could see the ground below us,
before you let go;
And we fly,
and we fall.
Hold my hand,
through it all.


And if-
If you keep talking to me through this darkness,
through my life,
I'll be alright.

The things we once understood

Did you see it how I saw it?
Or did you miss it by a mile?

We didnt cross bridges,
We didnt climb mountains.
And Im fine with that.

Because Im in love with a bitch named misery

An extended metaphor

Close your eyes and enjoy it.
Feel it burn,
You payed for this.

It's tight, constricting;
Doesnt it feel good?
Doesnt it make you wish you could have this every moment of every day?

You could have this right before you sleep,
Help relieve some of the stresses of your every day.
It's something different from the ordinary.

People think it's cool to do it,
They brag.
You do it cause it's fun,
You like having it in your hand,
It makes you feel in control.

Watch the faces of people twist and frown when you talk about it.
Youre smoking a cigarette.

I took it for granted

Mistakes I've made,
I never learned from.
I got mad.

And yet you were there for me,
why didn't I say "I'm sorry"?
Was I selfish?
I don't think so, for I still love you.
Maybe I just fell too far from the truth,
landing in a hole that I've dug for myself my hole life.

Overnight,
I realized.
Throughout the day,
I was taught my none other than yourself.
And you didn't have to say a thing.

It's a beautiful thing,
your voice.
It's a horrible truth,
your sheltered life.
And I take what I have for granted.

So laugh with me,
at all the stupid things.
Stand with me,
as we watch it all burn.
And maybe-
Maybe then,
We can grow as people as we understand that nothing else matters.

Nothing but the things that will never last.

Writing to a mask called sober regret

Empty plates fill our stomaches,
The consequences are everywhere.

Trying to set things right,
We trip in the shadow of a beast,
While standing on the shoulders of giants.

What is this mystery,
What is it that you think of me?

Let's enjoy what little time we have left,
Give me your hand and ill give you mine.
Ignore the cuts;
Scars dont disappear over time.

Turning the tides in a sea which doesn't fight back

Groups of houses,
Row on row,
Staring back at you, didnt you know?
The house you grew up in,
At the lower income part of town;
It still loves you every day
For hours upon hours,
For houses don't move.
But people do.
Love seen not felt is not worth giving;
Hurting the ones who matter most.
Me.

Tonight is a good night.

The stars are shining bright,
And the moon stands guard like overwatch.

I see clearly now.
My thoughts stand before me row in row,
And I realize now that not a thing in the world can bother me.

I am free.
The branches watch as I shudder under them,
They give me hope and I see the faded lines of grey that mark their baggy eyes.
The knots they have untangle mine,
I am no longer nervous.
This is the air I breathe, they act through me.
I am the messenger of a new age,
Tomorrow will be beautiful.

And as we ride the sun over the hills that watch our backs,
We realize that there is a sudden dawn,
A new horizon,
A brand new canvas for our beautiful portraits.

So why do you stand at the edge of darkness,
When you're standing so close to fire, that you feel it's warmth burning your skin-
I feel misery, watching,
I only feel like I can see when I have closed my eyes.
This is the truth and you know it,
But you won't believe it.

Dance with me.
Frolic in what little daylight we have left to spend,
Because the good things come when we least expect them.

Enjoy life, Enjoy it with me, Enjoy the simplicity of it all.
Before we forget it.

We stood at the edge of gladness and well being.

And yet we chose to jump to the bottom.


Did it hurt?
Not that it matters.
But it did.


Left to drown in tears of sorrow,
High strung and mighty at the school's great big talent show.
And even number of unfair pairings.


You climbed up to the top,
I had just gotten down to the bottom.

Pick my heavy heart off of the Floor-

I'm alone in a crowded room,
Have you ever seen nothing true,
left wondering whether this is how you're supposed to feel in this gloom,
or whether trouble is still going to brew?


I'm here with you,
but I feel stuck still in the corner,
detract and unafraid of what I knew,
glad that I was a stoner.


Cause now I could pretend you didn't exist, that I couldn't see,
Since you were never cool enough to just let me be.
I had to change to please you... This is why you and me
Never would really work since you only saw your way, my way was something you just couldn't see.