Requiem Mass in HeartLand

Days keep turning to nights
Color of the spirit darkening
Doors and windows all close
Happy monsters go away, I chose

People seem strange parasites
Faces beautiful but no respite
Solitude is what heart seeks
Love goes waste, soul reeks

Life is a comma not period
Why hearts then stop at one
No forward from this point of test
Easy for some, impossible for rest

Heart too heavy to swim
in this ocean full of betrayal
Squirming it just wants to end
World not ready to let it vent

Blame not to be played a game
Some just have no jar of shame
The poor boy takes a bad name
No this heart cannot be tamed

Our moon in the dark sky
daring to look him in the eye
Oh don't you tell him the truth
the mirror imagining the shoot

Crackling bottles and guitar tunes
not enough as he needs love
Wonders if the morning will ever come
deceptive night just never ends

Nothing left to lose it seems
fragile mind playing tricks in dreams
Oh the heartsick, they don't heal
Stop this, cure me, give me feel.

PUPPET

Pulled strings a way of life
harsh truth in the open
calling the hand of support
damsel in distress the calling card

Then you fall for the drama
on which the curtains never fall
Heart unaware of the strings
pulled by whimsical bearings

Veins bursting with feelings
can't be seen by the opaque heart
words that hurt soul never do part
mind pounding with anger defeated

Lost in the false ocean of eyes
Walking a line thinking all is mine
Never did the poor realize
the hidden hand making the choice

A losing heart doesn't give up
flaring up like a puppy in hope
ignoring the inner voice of sanity
foretelling the calamity

Keep revering the good times
like the early morning sun
but it never rose this time
swallowed by the night of crime

Trust lost in the cruel world
heart learns not to invest
dividends bloating the delicate walls
to burst it wants but just crawls