And If We Didn't Grow Old If my heart was still young and My eyes were new to the horrors Of the world and of Hell and everything In-Between, I might believe you when you say you love me Because love cannot exist in the same Place as hate and adoration cannot live In the same world as discrimination and Prejudice, So I refuse to believe they do, even when you look like that And if I was young, and naïve, I might believe But I know better, my head knows not To be foolish and rush into something Uncertain, And you would break my heart, if I gave you the chance And if we didn't grow old enough to regret Our mistakes, then I would let you I would let you take my heart and Shatter it, But I will regret and it will kill me, you will kill me So maybe if we lived in a place close to heaven, And my emotions were not on the line I would gladly love you, for a short time But we don't, And I would die every day with you, so goodbye

Of Universes And Existence I swore when I first saw you I would never let you go, But, like the stars You left when I got too bright And you remind me of the sun You are always blocked from sight, And like the sun, I cannot look straight at you. When I grasped your arm, I could swear stars exploded In my fingertips, And I saw through the haze You make me feel like stardust, Almost as if I could Drift into the sky and dissolve Into the night. And now you are in A different galaxy entirely And I cannot even see the Reflection of your light. Someday maybe our solar systems Will cross paths once more, And I swear I will hold on With every star in my body.

Equilibrium Equilibrium, The balance of two forces, Pushing neither way.

Fabric I loved the idea of you. I fell in love with a fabrication My sleep muddled mind created. I fell in love with the you I created. A puppet designed only To hide all your flaws. Then I fell in love with you. Not the fabrication, nor the puppet. And I knew it was over.

Insomnia 3AM is my new best friend I tell her secrets and she listens Patiently, Awaiting my sleep. But I do not, Because this is a sleepover, And to sleep would be rude. Sneakily, She tries to get me to sleep again. I can not, The tiredness I feel is insignificant. I care not for what she is saying About #life, And I am being reckless. She is shouting now, About how I can't let the shadows Stop me from closing my eyes. Horror, She has seen herself. 3AM was my best friend, And she knows my secrets, But we disagreed about carelessness. Patient, She didn't mind if sleep overcame me.