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As my fingers touch the piano keys,
I dream of a place past the stormy seas

Sometimes

Sometimes goodbyes sound like the night sky's silence,

sometimes dreams sound like impossibilities,

sometimes tears sound like common sense,

sometimes fears sound like your heart beat,

sometimes hope sounds like a poorly written song,

and sometimes pain sounds exactly like your voice.

Miracles

It takes one small glance,

to realize,

there are no miracles here,

just beautiful lies,

engraved in my heart,

spoken about in my eyes,

a story of pain and hurt.

Fix

I can scream

day in and day out

that I am breaking,

but you are too decieving to realize,

I need you to fix me

Change

The songs they never change,

now love seems so strange,

and the hearts are now torn,

and the tears never gone,

and saying goodbye,

is like telling a lie,

because the songs never change,

and the love will always be strange,

nothing will change.

Love

Love: Surprisingly it has began to exist,

in your eyes, in your words,

and in my heart...

Nothing

I am slowly disintergrating,

my mind disconstructing,

my heart breaking,

my soul falling,

into the darkness of nothing.