i am grateful for some sanity
even if it is only partially mine
there is a line between sane and insanity
i know this and i know the line is fine

i need the milk
the milk of new born tears
give me a chance
and something i can build

looking for the sun
in a million different universes
in a million different galaxies
in amongst several hundred tragedies

dreams are what i fear
dreams in the night
dreams often feel strange
but often they feel somehow right

i give you words
they are drenched with my emotions
and made with pure feeling

If if i was closer if i were smaller who knows what would happen misshapen and uninformed from the day … More

so young,
so boastful on so many thousands a year
so damning of others
who have not done the same
with one steady but useless lover

the dark inside
it is taking me away
i think it happens everyday
it must be, in someway