Home is the place I learn to be alone
A ghost, I'm weightless, strange, and unknown
I'm made one-million promises locked inside
Empty rooms where what's left of me hides

I'm deaf with silence; I'm dumb with tears
Beyond all reasons I'm blind with fear
Love me beyond the fucking sky
Deeper than dirt and the wound of a lie
...
I've tried to talk with you again
To hear your words about the end
If this is only the beginning of being alone
I'll stop my crying and turn again home

Grief

Cut myself deeply; straight to the bone
Gave the devils a doorway; I'm less alone

Creator (unfinished)

I swallow salt wet tears
They splash down a throat
Sore from choking back
Then they dissolve into
The flesh of my tongue 
Feeding the seeds of anguish
And the mind of the afflicted
If a God imagined me,
And I was meant to be,
His words are all I am,
His most misleading poetry
 

Arms built strong to overcome
Spread wide waiting for someone
Your warmth against me and all I've done
It passes over us like the heat of the sun

And hovers around the earth and begins to set
My eyes droop and are aching and wet
Your kisses are a warm promises I'll never forget
And in the breaths between I die, along with every regret

remove me from your will, father
i'll trade its gift for truth
about life
about pain
about love
and poisons
remove me from this plot
to carry the weight on bony shoulders
i crawl and am crushed beneath
you're narrow path leads to empty rooms
so i practice my only talent:
lying perfectly still in darkness
 
i'm completely undone