As I gaze, the wind speaks in whistles, hollowing night's dark
My thoughts sway rampant as tumultuous patterned stars
flickering, in marvel of awestruck memories torn
such memoirs burn thus from my veins drawn.
The stars, I scorn for temptations in sight of
the reticence in my gaze, retracts to my heart's core
I saw within this pestilence, disease formed
Then the words, "I love you", vomit from my mouth poured.

Relapsed, walking backwards from the first collapsed effort
thus you appeared as from the memory severed
Paused this seclusion to enjoy the weather
this night presents me with in lonesome measures.
The clouds subtle gesture approaches Melissa
faded yet again as I notice the pressure
upon my frontal lobe, I recall the infection
comparable to the simile, like a swallowed Athena.
Then outburst with spear in hand my skull shatters
she has stopped my heart again, such reticent brain matter.
A tear drops, hits the ground, in a puddle it splashes
I awakened to the visual ripple, it soon passes.

The more I set here, the moor I remember
the darkness so kept tendered in broken hearts
Suffocating moments to movements in stars
I cannot find my shadow, I shan't morn the winter.
On the path of the lovely road, I rest my eyes
upon the strings of guitars is strung a light tune
plays along with the whistle in view of the moon
I hate this as I wipe my face to disguise my third try.

In my moments of loneliness, my thoughts manifest
into the imagery of the darkness I embrace
tasting its essence that shadows my face
confess and misplace for my mind can not rest.
As the stars vanish in the daylight, I'm impressed
how simple the earth can turn its back on a memory
so in my darkest hours I tend to relapse
until the sun shines and hides the void so empty....

Goodbye and farewell for this is the last trial, the last tale of you and I beautifully frail
I cannot keep this up for it's fading away the trail, too late to back this up, you are lost in my temporal....