titleDown an ally way, into the cold cold nightA boy sits alone, winter peers through his eyescold stormy heart beats behind his bare chestBut nobody hears the lifeline, they're just like the restpretty poisons to infect him, with grave consequencesdespite suffering and torture he puts up the fencesbut the fences wear thinand the paint starts to chipsoon the poisons will winand his heart will skipBecause in this ally way, the boy is aloneno one to hold him tightno one whispers goodnight.His hand is not emptytheres voids in his mindfor in a small girls chesthis heart you will findNo need for the poisons, the mind warping pillsThe mound of depression, he see's past the hillsthe sun rises highand brings light to his eyesthe heart beat it flies.This ones girls smilefull of lifethe same smile that helped this boysavehislife.
Oceans and closets. Under a wallow of dark blue, in the middle of the night. No light to penatrate the thick skin of the powerful ocean, but the bright white shine of the crescent moon. Towers of waves plummet towards your face as you gasp for breath at the surface of the cold water. Your legs give out underneathe you.Your brain focuses on keeping you alive, your arms don't stop moving, even though you cannot feel them. You feel the burning salt water rush down into your lungs, tearing away at your throat.Your mind still isn't thinking, you try to grab for something, anything.Nothing is around for miles, and you know this. To avoid whiplash, you dive down, into the water. The waves push down and carry you towards the murky depths of the ocean, deeper than you had intended. The light becomes dimmer as you get deeper.Now you are sinking, face up. You see the surface getting further and further away from you. Your lungs burning from their lack of oxygen.You close your eyes, the salt wa
simplicityUnderneath a blue skyreaching out to pick flowerspretty hot air balloons plucked from the horizonput into little ring boxesfor our loversSimplicity is beautyand in my hand is a something simplea dandelion from spacea twinkling starto match your eyes.And under this blue skywhere I'd put your hand to my heartand look you in the eyesyou could feel my heart jump for youselfsimplicity is everything