‘Tis a black stone underwater Of a helmsman feeling pain. ‘Tis the fall of Titan’s daughter… ‘Tis a confident marauder, Who, with blood, herself she stain…
Whirl our way, dearest deceaser! This is your time and ours to fly! The time to fly nears, The deceased thrown in fears, While the living await death!
Dearly Beloved, The sand is not hot, The water, not wet. A beach, it is not. The battles lie fought
Am I blind or deaf? Am I seeing right? A so beauty sight A sound like a breath And eyes oh so bright?
With the Roaches I share An inanimate Stare And a messed up appearance That I cannot bear A Thought without clearance
How am I supposed to know? What I am supposed to show? What am I supposed to say? When I do not run away? How do I react when I
If she were to understand Then she would not accept me So I am glad But also so sad She knows when she sees the scar
Worthless be the starlight That’s never seen at night And worthless be an hourglass If we lose track of time. Worthless be the speaker
Perhaps it’s best to go other ways… You don’t feel as I do, Juat me, All of you, You all, me alone. And even with you all
Question told me as she spoke Answer now for Question’s sake She knew that she would provoke Messy questions Question made Question rode her Answer horse
I fall And as I fall I see black Black everywhere For my eyes are closed And they will not open
Ember man I met once Ashes in and not gray Has survived sixteen suns Does at night through the day Of his cart fit the four
Walk the steps that near the cente… Feet away from where we enter. Embraced by my dear defender A ghost of me still lingers there. Blades of grass, small turtles sna…
Against my will I act like me I am not who I pretend I am only a humanoid on the inside I am a human on the out I see something in me
As I make my way to the metal Where the flames burn my desires, I drop my newly found petal, For it keeps me warm. I do walk my way to my sack,