My heart is heavy
and it’s weighing on my soul,
which is screaming,
getting out of control,
and now I am bleeding.
I am no longer full,
as my heart is reeling
because I feel nothing at all.

I lied to myself over and over again
I convinced myself that you loved me
But I was wrong
You showed me how wrong I truly was
You have officially broken me
I hope you're happy

He loves how his name rolls through her tongue.
As he made love with her
Under the dim light beside them
Until they fell asleep
With peace flowing through their veins.

Pick the lock on this old heart
Would you?
I've thrown away the key

Into the foam
Where the towers fall
Just over the edge of this most dramatic me

Would you batter it down
The old barred door
Let the oak tides crash for an eternity

As you hear the churning waking sea
So it consumes the sound
Of a splashing key

Sighing dreamily in the depth of a friday night,
Over all the clouds, over all our little problems the stars shine down,
Shine down onto the blue, little almost meaningless dot we call our very home, the sphere filled with the gift of life and its surprises,
It is the truce of a mind put into unrest and all those worries,
One might call it a wonderful heaven, another might call it the outer abyss approaching, as our sweet mother earth turns away from light,
But there is one thing we should all agree on, just this once,
The tranquility of the night, the allure stars all shining bright,
As each creature peacefully has laid down to rest and slumbers,
Suddenly all our differences, believes and arguments,
Have together with the light vanished into the consuming darkness,
In the orchestra of life, we all have taken our role,
One might be arguably more important than another,
However, all instruments are needed for this concert.
Even if tomorrow were not to come, I wouldn't care.
After all, life is too allure to rest my eyes under this river of stars!
And its transience makes it a tale conveyed in song,
With a heart open to what the next dream will bring.

~Umi