sea of the night, he floats with fright
hush little boy, don’t cry
the sorrow fills, his eyes flutter as i tell him another
“if you loved me, why’d you leave me broken hearted,” he said
i admit, i stuttered and my eyes spoke hatred
i was once kind, left no one behind and never belittled
but now i walk without gratitude and belittle the littlest
the pain hovers and my anger glows
i wish i knew, i wish i flew, but i hop on one — maybe one day i’ll stop
i give it all, yet these waves fill my head
the sonic boom speaks a love for doom, a love for watching you
suffer and kill, my motto for love and lust
especially now since i’ve spoken so much disregard for love
but i shove like a metaphor for the blind sea
i can see your eyes and how they fear
if only you knew, if only life wasn’t a screw for me
the used, the words and how they never would construe
i rinse the shampoo — i could never ever review
my words, my truth, your soul is my fuel
but i’m a phantom for your magic, essentially an addict to your tragic
the reds, yellows and longing days where i need you
my sea, my mind, my eyes are things i strive for
the way i long at doors and how i lust to touch pours of the bruised
i kiss, but never tell and dwell on the past like a relic for your angelic
i use sayings and phrases and days with moments, scents with words
but sometimes i wish i never did board that plane
if only i knew i would’ve caused so much pain