on the nights i thought i'd bleed myself to death
you healed the wound
summers gently passing
on the days i thought the sun would never end
you were the moon
music everlasting
well you can never know
the blemish upon your grace
on those days when the wind took you away
i died again
but i died to see your face




a nameless poem part 2

how genuine are you
that you could never be repeated
your form begins another line
a line translated into space
the space you take gives me a smile
a smile stings my face.
how delicate are you
that your figure could turn to dust
you disappear inside my brain
my brain accepts your image
your image is a stain


part 3

you turn to me to criticize
i feed you my insecurities
watch them grow
if it hurts just tell me
and i would give you all my blood
sugar and free will
ban the things i love
won't ever let them take you
i won't forget your name

part 4

how delicate are you
that i could break you with one stare
you regress and then you stumble
you are water
you are air