Beyond Her Bay

When you've danced with a star, every moment on earth feels like hell

Beneath her breath, she whispers. She says love is a loosing game and all those who play are either mad or damned.

Love might at you unawares, but it you don't commit to it, love will leave.

I'm not even going to try. I'm not even going to try to lie and say I am fine.

Those who make gods bleed have always come from the streets

On these lines of supposed goo and bad, I can boldly say: nothing has changed.

My depression left me with a scar. In a place I can't disguise. That scar is my smile.

Above all else, I hope like me you find your madness and hold unto it with all of your limbs.

Dear warrior queen, some have said you're an afterthought of creation, but I think you're perfection.

She doesn't win all the time

And her battles have left her with scars.

Her dreams even seem imprisoned within her mind.