I am the king of my soul

The captain of this ship

I own every bit

The end- I will sail

With dead roses

In hand

I am the king of my

Soul and the captain

Of this ship

Chewing on shadows

From yesterday/

Where the palm of my

Hand holds your heart/

Scratch my eyes with

Darkness/

Light must come in/

I saw your mother at her own funeral but she wasn’t dead

 She drank the tea the polite men were serving me

And she did a dance, a waltz,  right across the room

In front of everyone

I saw your mother at her own funeral but she wasn’t dead

such a mooood

 how is this real?? brb crying...

Love me whole, again

It’s crazy how time rushes by

      Like the sea at midnight

When feelings of unexplained

      Events occur

When the stars touch my

Soul and spring doesn’t exist

Love   me   w h o l e

     Again