Back when we loved without remorse
I, your innumerable, you, my first...

Angels break their backs in fields of wheat
Demons reap the fruits of the land...

When onyx irises whisk me away
To a land enchanted, unknown...

Staring through glassy eyes
Past rain threading the window with lace...

Maybe i should just give up poetry
I don't feel I'm getting my message across...

My life has become
A lullaby for young...

I dont want to be
Hiding all alone...

Wishing i could see you
Just one more time...

There's a fatal line
Most do not see...

I sat in my room
Bars all around...

My skin is white
Yours is brown...

I cry for you
I cry for me...