I wish this could have been for you..

Love me, not as the dreaming nurses
my falling lungs, nor as the cypress
in his age the lass's clay.
love me and lift your mask

Love me, not as he girls in heaven
their airy lovers, nor the mermaiden
her salty lovers in the sea.
love me and lift your mask

Love me, not as the ruffling pigeon
the tops of trees, nor as the legion
of gulls the lip of waves
love me and lift your mask.

Love me, as loves the mole his darkness
and the timid deer the tigress:
hate and fear by your two loves
love me and lift your mask

Was there a time

Was there a time when dancers with their fiddles
in children's circuses could stay their troubles?
there was a time they could cry over books,
but time has set its maggots on their tracks.
under the arc of the sky they are unsafe.
whats never known is safest in this life.
under the skysigns they who have no arms
have cleanest hands, and, as heartless ghost
alone's unhurt, so the blind man sees best

Because of you

As depression rolls in my body
I ask myself what does it want from me?
And as I stroll into the depths of my mind,
I see that it has already shadowed my whole existence.

Too all this I say to myself,
This is all because of you.
The fear of loosing you, was once my nightmare
But now that I have awaken, it is now a reality

Reality has struck me hard, and I now lie on the floor
And I say to myself that I can’t take it anymore
But what can I do?
This is the reality that I really wished I shouldn’t have knew

You know who you are..
You showed me reality.. you showed me how it is in the real world.. you told me how you struggled in life and how lucky i am right now.. you taught me the brilliance of the shining sun bringing light and warmth and if necessary fire, and the reaffirmance that if it sets.. i will rise again in full grace.. So to you i owe my grattitude.. for you have showed me reality.. the reality that they have never showed me...

Dusk

As dusk cover the sky of blue
Here I sit thinking of you,
You don’t make a sound,
Or make yourself felt;
I am empty
For I want you here with me

As I think of what to say
I am trampled by the fear of rejection,
I don’t know what to do,
Or how to react;
For being with you,
Is a dream come true?

What should I say or do,
To make me be with you,
I am now in shambles,
As I sit here,
Under the dusk covered sky thinking,
What’s up with you.