Reflecting on my firstNot sure what direction to take itShould I speak about the first time I thought I was in love?Only to be cheated on repeatedlyVerbally abused that I still have insecurities ‘til todayIn hindsight, I was in a toxic relationshipThe things you learn from a situation like that are paramountMy only knowledge of love was the ones portrayed on movies screensNever saw an example o...

This is a relaxing little song with a hit of sadness and heartache with strong instrumentation and lyricism that’s deeper than the surface level. I hope you enjoy :)

Your fingers play a melody on my bare fleshMy hip your phantom pianoBut the song remains hidden from meAnd you forget that I am hereYour lips crush mine, teeth scraping my neckMy body a thing to pour your lust intoBut your eyes remain closed to meAnd you forget that I am hereThen we lay in the light of your phoneMy back for you to rest your hand onBut your thoughts remain blocked from meAnd you...

Blood on my hands Hole in my chest Words in my throat Burning lead in the blackness Dripping from my rips Down to the floor My almost dying heart Keep on beating Outside my skin Can’t feel you Can’t hear you Reflections of light blue On blackened redStars in the stream of pain          whispering hold on The moon's molten silver The sun's liquid gold          encasing my exposed heart This unbr...

My heart aches with the emptiness I hold for you. This temporary idea of life, makes me want to snatch away every drop of breath and lock it away in a jar. The hollowness of this unusual feeling keeps me up at night. I wonder if only someone came back from the dead to confirm what death is all about – If we could finally grasp the idea of it and proceed with the grief.– Shey. A

the coldest days, when wind bites at uncovered fingertips,it's just us.it's just another town.but the way the stars play hide-and-seek with the clouds is ethereal,like smoke dancing with the air,like we're still alive.and it's easy to tell ourselvesthat this is just an overlong game of Simon Saysand it's easy for me to believe that you're sticking aroundand it's so easy to break something that'...

Winter whispers to meHer chill caressing my cheek as I stand on the deserted stepsof this churchHer reassurence is interrupted by the laughter of tender memoriesFloating down in the early dawnThe haunted pain in my soul groansAnd I look down at your footprints next to my ownHow long did we dance in the volcanic ashOf this courtyardNever seeing past the next season?But here we are againI track ...

They still cross my mind, these thoughts and memories, and I honestly doubt they’ll ever not.Like one night, when the waves could have swallowed us whole and we watched silently perched on shoreline.All the words we might have said and all the things we wished we’d have done then, they are hard to forget at times! but I know now, we are much more than them. And maybe nothing ever dies, but it s...

Does lying beside you count as lyingIf I’m imagining someone elseIn your place?Why do I feel so aloneWith your hand on my hipAnd your gaze fixed on my eyes?I tell you that I love you;How am I supposed to say otherwiseWhen you’re so close and everyone elseIs so far away?

I've told the moon everything,and she adores you tooMy heart is crystallizeddark amber,frozen in time,warm and beautifulShe asked me,"What is this ...