We all hurt
we have all tasted the dirt
We have all felt pain
No matter how little its all the same
Its not a competition
Its no ones ambition
Don't be upset because I have a sadder story
I don't do it for the glory
Did I forget to mention
its not about the attention
We need others to care
Not to compare
people need to feel
Before anyone will heal
Your pain is just the same as mine
You will understand in time
the darkeness will clear
until then I will always be here
To hold your hand in the dark
To show you how to find your spark
believe in your heart
Then begin a new start

The musician and the poet
such a cliched pairing
in love with brutal love
our melancholy muses
chasing shadowed souls
into the brightest of light.

I love you
when the day exhausts its grace
when you wear my pious silence
in you nails

I refuse the touch of morning
just to breath your sleep in

you’re my axis mundi on a Wednesday
yeah,  it’s so natural and crazy
I shudder with this feeling
I search for my roots, I find you dreaming

I love you  
when you stir the ***** blues-smitten
the jazz, the blood
I’m your prophecy, you’re my bane
my lips won’t refuse the spell:
love you whenever.
I have died
again.

from strangers to friends
from friends to good friends
from good friends to best friends
from best friends,
they started liking each other
they got along very well
they got bored of each other
he started ignoring her
and they fell apart
forever
back to being strangers again

This is my life...
I hate that I'm not seeing more.
I hate that I'm not experiencing more.
I feel like I am wasting my life away
Into nothing.

And I hate that everyday
I'm held prisoner inside a government funded, cold brick building with people who drive me mad.
It only leaves me craving **more

imagine infinity, tenderness, a suave delta
the touch of amber whispers
archaic thrill
higher&higher; into devotion
light decompressed in desire
the discipline of time in terror

I stumble in this yielding silence
you're an ****** field
held captive in the fabric of my skin
darkness spins around my thighs
I kneel
I ignite in a prayer to a self-dissolving god
inside the temple of your ribs

dance my raving one,
dance
this is an offering
a mayday in trance
the night has reached from afar
its solar desire