Friday, February 13, 2009

The only time you're beautiful is when you're asleep.
I love you when your consciousness slips away,
And you can't hurt me with your vindictive tongue.
I watch your eyelids flutter as you race through dreams.
But then you wake up, and I can't look at your face.
You're beautiful with your eyes closed.
But when you look at me, they're full of hate.
We can't sleep forever. I have to leave.








Wednesday, February 11, 2009






Fluorescent lightbulbs will make an absence of dark,
but the light just ain't there still and she said
"I'm feeling empty. The real lights can make you heavy,
but never ever really empty. Fluorescent lights will always equal empty."