I don't even think about it anymore.

It just... it just happens.

I want something and it comes into existence,

My arms wrapped around it,

It snuggled properly in my skin.

Hate it

I hate my life and how it's complicated,

How nothing makes sense sometimes...

I hate how nothing works out

The way I wanted it to.

I hate my life, and how my heart gets broken,

How my hopes are raised and abandoned.

I hate it how nothing works out

The way I am told it should.

I hate it how I have hope

And how I care about this.

Heaven

I'm falling through the tips of your fingers

And I may land one day among the blessed stars.

An angel in the literal sense to hold my soul
Would seem a blessing to the damned.
The wind-chimes guide me home
And in your arms, the sweet intoxication of a kiss so sweet...
We fall apart into each other's arms
And I have never felt so completely safe.
Heaven sent we are into oblivion,
And dearest, cherubs aren't babies anymore. 

Moving on

Don't tell me you love me,

Those words have died too long ago

And like burning pages...

Like burning pages they're thrown by the wind.

Comatose and entirely imperfect I stand in the doorway.

And there's nothing in this room to keep me still...
Storm clouds tear the sky apart,
And lightning pulls us down to the ground...
There's nothing left in me for you, my dear...
Moving on. 

Can't Save You Now

You were once flawless and made from ivory,
The perfection of your skin has kept the ugliness away,
But in your sweet perfection, your innocence...
The darkness that surrounds you, stayed.
Archangels battled through the emptiness
And gave their breath to let you live your life,
Alone in your room, you scribble beauty
And lock it up inside this safe of yours.
Every shield around you has a purpose,
You'd give your blood to keep them all away
But even for the ones that give their lives,
You falter in your innocence, my dear.
You were once sculpted from perfection's soul....
A pedestal so high had been your home forever...
But it makes me wonder, love, are you okay
With being so forgotten, like the ancient gods?
The inside joke shattered, the emptiness is suffocating
And yet, we fight too hard to keep everything the facade.

Too high up in this tower, too locked away inside yourself...
And I tried, I did, I gave my all...
But honey, I can't save you now.

Breaking the Spell

Through my fingers you slip like through air,

Breaking bones as you break this spell

Falling quickly to the bloody ground

And taking with you the magic of a spell so secretive.
There is no wishing, no more disguise
Behind the curtains of an empty promise...
And the drops of dew on these rotting leaves
Fill the silence with a pregnant pause.

The sunshine fills the rooms of this asylum,
And in its rotting misery beauty remains...
For in this silent prayer, the nights are still unharmed
And wrists that bled are now like dried out wells.
No metaphors in silly conversations,
And the night sky shows the loneliness inside...
There is no storm that's coming...
The promises were broken
And waiting for forgiveness
Will dry you out as well.

The magic that surrounded, the innocence within
Was bled out on the carpet to chance a new beginning...
The bottles that surround you, the ashtray overflows...
No mirror left un-shattered... and yes, my dear, she knows.
The spell she broke has left you, she never did you wrong,
But in your sure departure, you let everything down.
It doesn't matter, does it? The time you just forgot
The loneliness inside, is what you lost.