My work is not my life

My work is a way to sustain my life

So what is that life that i'm sustaining?

What makes up my "life"?

 Love is a funny thing

The pealing ring of appeal

the sealing tomb to reveal my darkest self

the pauper entombed to reveal his greatest wealth

But...

I'm tired.
What do you want from me.
What does anyone else want from me.

I am drained - drained of bad, drained of good, nobody will know.

But I'm tired.
But I'm tired.

I see what you want from me now
You want me to live my life
You want me to enjoy myself
You want me to not change, to not turn my head, not get distracted
You want me to go for what I want
You want me to live out my dreams
You want me to be me



I was afraid of you
But I realized, it was only because I was everything I thought you were
Intense, impatient and fleeting.

I know I'll be fine
But you?
Aww poor baby, I'm scared for you [sad face :( ]

Let the rain wash away the sadness
Let the winds bring a brighter day
the sun on my face, your hand in its place
Let me feel your love again

Let the tears clear away the clouds, dear
Let us both find another way
when I'm held, your embrace, it takes me to space
Let me feel your love again



we were so close to the end of the road,
the edge of a star-less place
How were we led astray?, can I ask you to stay?
Let me feel your love again





Your smile, how it shines, can I make you mine
Let us love from the start again

It's easy to hide behind the masks of..

I am sad

Wreath me in smiles

It's easy to sink lower and lower into the drinking pool to soothe your raw, bleeding wounds. they told you salt water would help

What does it mean to love, when you have only understood betrayal

Their love is a cage

simultaneously confining and defining

your heart 

I want to be free to love you the only way I know how

in bits and pieces, not at all and then all at once, the force of a wave washing over you at midnight