Ether

Sometimes I'd like to disappear;
smile ear to ear
and just like that,
I'm fading out
like a cheshire
cat.

Here There

We must be caught in between
awake and a dream.
I wouldn't normally say a thing,
but it seems
im tearing at the seams,
twisted,
torn in two.

all and more

I want to die in space,
and not because the human race
isn't enough to fill my taste,
but beyond this little pond there are still seas among seas.

Dust

The tiny sprites lived within
   the grip of times torn of light and sin.
 Broken off at its metal wrist,
    natures reclaimed its twisted grip.
 Now hollowed out and on display,
 the tiny sprites calmly pray,
 pray that they'll be kings someday.

Rise

I can barely remember a thing,
before i slipped into this dream.
Rode to town on satan's scream,
hand in hand with you.

Third chance?

Rambling distances count their conclusions at sight. Mere mortals don shades in such bright sunlight. But when given the hand that burns true the given plan, grab tight and fear not the scars.