They say to listen to your heart.
But my heart says nothing but "thump. thump. thump."
It may skip and it may stutter, but clarity it does not impart.
It has no mouth and no ears.
I cannot hear it and it does not hear me.
Perhaps to listen to my heart, I have to use different gears?
We simply have MUCH too much time on our hands to think.
What colour would it be, that time that we think?
If time was ink.
Would it be pink?
Or perhaps it would be blue, because blue...
You cried and it rained
You let out an exasperated sigh and the winds blew high
You spun and danced into a hurricane
When you tripped and fell, you took the whole world with you– my...
A strangled cry that resonates with me.
Because I finally broke my years of silence.
You tried to steal a kiss, and from it, I stole your heart.
Words; Idiot and Fool are all just words.
It is YOU that give them meaning.
You sister, are all the stars can see
You sister, are bright as bright can be.
You feel battered and beaten.
Like life's given you no breaks.
I know there is no clarity inbetween the...
Have you ever wondered how strange it is to be anything at all?
To have consciousness and thought.
To be more than anything we've ever brought or taught?
It is a larger burden that...
Why do you not show us mercy?
Because mercy is merely a word of your own creation.
Where is our...
What you fail to notice are the horrors that pry
His heart will tell of tragedies unspoken
That no one will see until they're awoken
It's no longer anger; it's defeat.
Ironically enough, the Matchmakers match was not made in Heaven.