Sometimes, I think of all those babies
Thrown into a dumpster at birth
If they ever happen to survive
Gutters adopt them as their own
...
My words
are always boxed in
I can never say
how I feel
...
Within the dark waves of my heart
A few flowers have bloosomed today
Why don't you come over someday
And watch them bloom
...
Early this morning
I snatched away a thought
That was flying away
A million miles a night
...
Upon a mildly lit fire
They simmer and they dissolve
My intoxications
...
Luna speaks to me tonight
Taking me back to 1989
Memories start to run wild
...
A million faces gave me love
To sleep
But no one took the time
To feel my grief
...
It must have been
A while ago
I got a deep seated scar
So pleasantly marked
...
She numbs my mind
with her glory
Upon my skin
she tells her story
...
My heart looks at me
All teary eyed again
Begging from me
...