2026-02-27 11:27pm

(set to piano sonata no. 14, in c-sharp minor, op. 27 no. 2 moonlight by ludwig van beethoven)

a fragment in time
of bliss that shrinks days
into seconds

it isn't enough
i need more time
i need more time with you

i need to feel
that you are there
because when you're not
i am torn
by life itself

my soul becomes an observer
waiting in line
for hours
only to buy
nose-bleed seats

i pay them with dignity
until i am drained
and drained
and drained
until you want more

you are a vampire
without a stomach
where blood isn't enough

you want it all
until there is nothing left
you want to hide the body
so no one knows
what you have done

you speak in riddles
not to hand out prizes
but to hide your guilt
behind your tongue

lies, wrapped in flesh
eyes, illuminating attack
a smile, recognizing compliance
cheekbones, that do not move

for your grin is empty
because your eyes do not squint

you are a parasite
that feeds off suffering
yet you do not see

the lives that you crush
beneath your feet

with every skull
shattered at your sole
you rise higher than the rest
while you dig yourself a hole

one that will be so slippery
that you can't climb out of
one that will not protect you
from the cold,  loud, and wet
thunderstorms

even they will not
drown out your insecurities
water will drip
from your brow
into your eye
to remind you
over
and over
of the pain
that you have put onto others

you will plead with mother nature
to let you go
but she already has a plan for you
so you cannot leave now

you must continue
feeling like this
every day
until you stop
or until you die

roots will consume you
you will become the dirt
on the bottom of my shoes
for what you have done