I walk the streets of the old dark town,
It’s late and it is beautiful
I walk the streets of an empty quiet town,
Curtains shuffle but the floor and doors stay ever-static.

I dance with the shadows that meet me at each streetlight
and box with my ethereal friends when they want to see me fight.
Cold nights are permeated by spiritual warm love,
The shadows behind me and the light of sanctity above.

Bridges are fragile and wooden so
I break down rotting walkways.
Chips of the past are my kindling if the light of my internal lantern is dwindling.

My foresight is murky so I write out goals every day.
None have come alive, on the floor static they lay,
I’ve studied language, perhaps it’s the right word I’m missing
But my dreams are still lifeless, a carpet of clay.

Once my words danced filled with vigour and Truth,
I was called a hero and i had life in each breath,
They never called me that again,
My character lost, now I am Death

You have walked by my side
From the time I was a child
You are a beauty
Dark and ugly
Just like me
You are suppression
You are fear
You scream out loud
Everything I don't want to hear
My little light
Is shrouded by you
Take my tiny hand
We'll walk this life together
A knowing nod to you
As I stare in the mirror
Little Demon
You are mine
Sit on my shoulder
Til the day I die.

Temptation tastes like tangerines;
Sweet-**** and tingly,
yet the strongest flavor of all is regret.

Forgive me
I am on the mend
My vagus nerve
Seemingly cut
Has made it difficult
For me to breathe
The blow was sudden
The pain severe
What's the consequence
Of a severed nerve?
One of such importance?
An irregular heartbeat,
Unbridled anxiety,
Laborious speaking,
An ambush attack.
The day before
I was loved
And now I am not

Ah, this spring-
Your sweet scent touches
my little heart
and I wanna hear more
sounds of your feet.
Your shyness
and silent love
make my soul fly.

I dance,
and smile inside me
with your humming song.
Why do you look at me
with your smiling face?
After seeing your lovely eyes
I also draw a dream
on my mind.

Do you chuckle like this?
Or do you love me, miss?
Could you tell me, please!
The shine of your beauty
will make me mad at you;
So, will you talk to me?
Will you walk with me-
rest of your life?