You may die, I may perish; Memories fade and People forget to cry For you, for love; But we live, We stand tall; As long as I'm here, As long as I write; For until my time is done, Everyday is forever, Every minute, A lifetime.
I gave your life a meaning, you say? Fuck that 'cuz I can't even give meaning to my words.
Will you talk to my eyes? Can you see through my words? Can I soak in your waters? And drown in your light? Do you hear my silence? Can you touch my pain? Can you smell my fears? And end it all again?
You say I'm in darkness And I need light? But my words Are my saviour And pain makes me write.
Goodbyes never hurt; It's the words that were hidden, Hopes lost, And voices that went unheard.
I see A voice behind your voice Words beneath your words Waiting to be heard Wanting to be freed
Forged by red, Molded by the sun, It was you who won me. Your words ignite the burn. In collaboration with Stephanie Roath
"Life is strange" Said my father, "Every man you already know is still a stranger, even to himself."
Without you My love, words Are mere scars on paper
When the waves flow Into the dark And the night hides Behind the stars I set sail Towards horizon Following the map With location marked Along came a cyclone Ripping off the mast I hear the skies roar Like it's the God's wrath "It's not easy, son To find your destiny Neither is it far…
There's this place I know Beyond feelings and emotions Between tears and smiles Sealed inside the heart Sprawling into the mind That's where I hide, My friend, In my words that keep me alive Long after I die
If All it takes is a word To break us apart I'd rather be mute And have a place in your heart
I hide myself behind my feelings You hide behind my words Feelings hide behind fear I see you Things get worse
When everything is said and done, When things fell apart, one by one; It all makes sense. Beautiful is this silence! So is your absence.
Silence takes over Words run for cover Battling each other, words lose their power Stretched my hands, reaching out for something intangible Held on to something, not physical Beyond all those masquerades, Behind every mask they wear, Lie all the words I need Stuck in this place, Waiting to be freed I hide in disgrace…
"It's too late to regret." I scorned. "It's never too late to regret. People only regret when it's too late." She said as she walked away.