Ekpsycho
Each time I see you I lose my breath
Even just thinking of you brings me close to death  
Eventually maybe you too will soon swoon 
Even though I only met you at the last full moon
Ekpsycho
Especially impossible to say without a pause
Evokes a reason and cause
Evolves into something strong, something real
Expressing that indescribable feeling
Ekpsycho
Erupts from within
Emptying your mind, removing sin
Echoes my true intentions
Explaining my emotions  
Enduring it till the end
Ensuring to help the mend
Ekpsycho
Elusive in pictures
Effectively hard to capture
Envisioning that state of elate rapture
Ekpsycho
Everytime I see you
Even if you don't know
Ekpsycho

The waiting room was quiet
beside the faint click of the blinds
against an open window

A single dead fly on the table
on his back
with his legs pointing up

This death did not bother the models in the posters
As they smiled with bright white teeth from the wall
like they knew some great secret
that pale in comparison to the dead fly

I looked away from the poster and to the fly.
I began to wonder how the fly left this mortal coil.
peacefully or violently?

I theorized, cause I was in the mood,
that it was peaceful cause he had no obvious trauma to the body
But what do I know of a fly's anatomy?

Maybe his little heart just gave up
maybe he lost his way and then lost hope too

He tried to stay busy
buzzing away
but it was an act
trying to distract himself from the pain

He couldn't keep it up forever
his heart was too tired
and he deserved a rest
he had been through enough

So he stopped flying one day
and with one last sad beat
his heart just stopped

That what I theorized
My theory on the matter
I'll never know how the fly died
But that's what happens when the heart just stop
and it's not violent
it's peaceful

Don’t just take a walk in my shoes. Become my feet.

My mind goes to a bad place
when there is silence between us
You would not believe the violence
I have thought,
the doubts I have fought
Believing that you could be leaving
and didn't want to make fuss
You wouldn't believe it cause I don't tell you
I stay silent about these doubts
and hope they are just that, doubts.
For now, you are here
and I suppose I should be happy.