Dark Crystal

Like a star you glisten 

Through the unfathomable space between us

Yet somewhere deep and cold

You dance graceful among the chaos

Swirling lonely in the void

The most beautiful daughter born from the nothingness

What immeasurable fortune 

That I would rise from the clay in this fleeting moment

Be there no maker, loving or cruel

Then I should decide my fate was always to behold you

Parts Work (Others Don't)

On my own two feet again
And I'm stumbling - over the lessons I should have already learned
On my own two feet again
And I'm walking - on the coals that I lit, but it burns
On my own two feet again
The ground is shifting - as the world relentlessly turns

I'm tired, I inhale

Let's do this for one more day

I'm strong, I exhale

It takes so much work to stay this way

On my own two feet again
And I'm losing - the weight I should never have gained
On my own two feet again
They sold me - the freedom, but didn't mention the pain
On my own two feet again
Have mercy - it's so cold but I want to feel the rain

I'm tired, I inhale

Let's do this for one more day

I'm strong, I exhale

It takes so much work to stay this way

Son, Burn

Covered by the blood yet still bleeding

Compelled to inhale; shamed for breathing

Drown! O, mistake I created

Compelled to ponder; taught to hate it

Disciple of failure, follow my word

I demand you ascend to elevations absurd

The dust on my boots, so easy you turn

To the rot in my roots: son, burn

Midna

I, the weary, beside you knelt
 And pled with death to hold you back
Now I, the lost, know how you felt
 My brightest star turned black

Whispers

There was a demon in my head
I could not point you to its start
Though now its vengeful spirit's dead
These faint whispers won't depart

A flood of voices speak the truth

Of the facts I should believe

Yet louder are the baneful few

Who trace the lies I can't unsee

They hang like echoes, the words you said

When did I give them power?

Though not the demon in my head
You still make the whispers louder

I grasp for substance, the strength to seize

Ever choking on these lessons
So why make time for enemies
In my swiftly passing seconds?

More Reasons

I used to be someone's favorite cup

Did I break because I was weak or because I was dropped?

It doesn't seem to matter anymore

Now that I am just shards of wet glass on the kitchen floor

Sweep me away before someone gets hurt

To rest in my place among the crumbs and the dirt

What you didn’t say, but I know you meant

There are plenty more cups, and a million more men

Alone in the Discord Channel

Pass through my tired bones
Unbelonging sting
I used to feel alone
With all the good you didn't bring

Wash over my whole form
Caring's mellow curse
You used to keep me warm
Now getting warmer just feels worse

Teach me of your danger
Blood flowing through the fountain
I will learn your very nature
I will climb you like a mountain

Face me empty captor
Useless pain that drains my soul
I'll hold the peace that I am after
Once I have known you whole