the next time your mind goes on wondering about it again, remember this. every love story has ended in tragedy whether it be death, war, or sickness and i will consciously never let that happen to us even if it means i dont tell you how i feel and you wonder why you deserve this hell

Black hole
Broken heart
You've taken sacred love
and torn it apart
Now I'm left
In utter darkness
Did you ever love me from the start?

Black hole
Broken heart
Love is null
Torn apart

Black hole
Broken Heart
Your love is void
Love did depart
Now I'm trapped
In nothingness
You surely did impart

Love does not just "disappear"
Love conquers all and conquers fears
Love does endure so many tears
Love is victorious the moment it appears

Therefore, I must believe this one fact alone
As my beating, pain filled heart does groan
That you have abandoned me and turned your heart to stone
Along with the absolute apathy you have surely shown

Now, in a black hole
With a broken heart
Love did die
Love torn apart
I've made mistakes
Can I restart?

Those lines on your open palms fit perfectly 
Into mine, That’s where they’re meant to be
You’re like no other, you’re what I’ve been missing
Chills engulf me as I think of us kissing

Darling, be my song, electrify my soul
Make me feel alive before we get old
Put up with my issues, but don’t watch me cry
Because soon, these feelings are about to die

You should’ve known, my heart’s volatile
Soon your number won’t be the one I dial
There’s things I want to say but I’ll just let you live
I hope you can forget what I did

You say you’d wait for me to stay
You say you’d wait until one day
That my heart can maybe be faithful
Baby, I’m sorry, but of that, I’m doubtful

I’m the one that’ll watch you cry
I’m the one that’ll darken your blue sky
I won’t say that I’m not filled with remorse
I’ve hurt what used to by my prince on his white horse

When you leave I’ll realize what I’ve lost
Hope that one day,our paths will once more cross
But by then you’ll realize that I’m not worth it
You’ll know you were wrong for thinking I was the perfect fit

You held me without hurting me, the first who ever did
I’m sorry that in turn I gave you my damaged heart, rancid.
There’s things I want to say but I’ll just let you live
I hope you can forget what I did

the gentle hands that wrap around my throat,
the decorative jewels of bruises,
the pale flesh that inspired poetry,
kissed by the silver blade
as i kneel in the scaffold

The broken barbed wire
wrapped around my wrist
like a blanket, not a bracelet.

A beetle catches raindrops
and bathes while hiding from fat clouds.

They are my steady friends,
the thunder booms, sirens at sea,
the watchtower that is never manned,
Yet the light casts blame in the face of a crab, scuttling and cackling
because he pinches past death, and
the fishermen fell overboard,
The net cascaded in slow motion
Deeper past the place they found my matted hair. A seagull landed on my legs.

The papers did not have the story with the name. My face puffy, swollen belly, crackers present on the lips that could not stop smiling.

if you asked me the moment
icarus felt like tragedy and poetry,
i would laugh and say he knew,
that boys who love suns are already tragedy,
but seas who love boys are poetry,
because love is a double edged sword
and the moment of clarity ends all too soon.