The Golden Gate Bridge (Ive been waiting for this moment my whole life)

He dangles from a seat attached to a bridge he is painting gold,
he has been painting gold,
his whole life.
Even when its flaking and falling off, he continues.
He wants to paint the bridge; is constantly painting the bridge.
Its his duty, he gladly accepts, he cant help himself.
For what it leads to is far more important than anything else.

Death of Night

I want to go back to those highrise apartments in that cave by the sea, where my dragon was golden and you'd never catch me... People here, you know they can fly? Theyll just strap on their wings and flap into sky. They hang from the ceilings all covered in white and launched into sky at the death of night

Where You're Not

Crystalized veins pulse through the darkness
my beacon
my signalfire
tear me apart
spread out across the universe
Ill become the stars and drift
endleasly through the sea of you and me.

I feel tall

It's out of the blue,
but not anything new,
that I feel tall,
when I stand next to you.

Hello, From Your Punching Bag

You rag on me, you tear me down,
It's not fun being pushed around.
I'm sorry I can't be the sister you want me to be.
I'll never be famous or homecoming queen.
I'm sorry I'm messy
I'm sorry I cry
I'm sorry that you're stuck on the opposite side.
I try really hard to make it work
But it always ends with you calling me jerk.
I never could please you it's always a game
There is no right answer, it ends in shame.