"A Thousand Suns"

Your words burn on the page 

So much that they lit 

The world ablaze, 

Hate is a word that many use but don’t understand the emotion of.

I’ve been trying to run for years,

Been trying to run from what goes on 

But now I see the sun fall down 

From the skyline. 

Can’t help but wonder why we try 

To let the days go by, 

Not enjoying them and living 

A life that’s depressing without doing anything to change them. 

Burn the past away, things won’t remain the same. 

Blow the tears away because 

Nothing will remain left. 

It’ll all be ash in the meantime as you wait. 

As you wait it all ends. 

As you try it all bends 

Out of your control, 

Did you have to make things that are tightly knit? 

I have become a stain of death, 

No worlds left to destroy. 

Nothing left to bend because 

The paper is already burnt to ash. 

Can you try to breathe again?

Because I’m tired of trying to 

Get you to revive on my own. 

Is it my job to live your life? 

Sometimes I feel like my life 

Is a shadow of yours. 

So much so that the 

Stars are blocked out by the consistent ego. 

Shiney and bright? 

Sounds like a joke 

That they say when 

There’s nothing in the air to say. 

This toxicity is all we could ever discuss, 

We’re both the same yet 

Far apart from each other. 

Why do I listen to your life story 

When you blot me out of it? 

A thousand suns would be better 

Than listening to you whine one last time. 

Do you have to blame me for all of your problems? 

Because the sun has fallen and the shockwave drowned out my remaining voice. 

Blame the sinner, 

It’s the only trick left 

In that jack in the box 

You’ve got. 

Do what you want but know that I can’t be the one to breathe for you. 

No matter what I do 

I’m stuck in this cycle, 

A cruel thesis 

Made by a mad man who’s stuck drinking his last glass of alcohol.

The taste of the wine is bitter 

And the shroud of reality is plain and rude. 

We both hate this but you kept me there. 

I was like a mannequin in a doom town, posing for the papers but burning on the inside. 

Pluto is losing its last breath, 

Saturn’s rings are fading out, 

And Earth’s committing self-made suicide. 

Isn’t that a cruel thesis? 

Because there are mad men 

Like you that wanna see 

The innocent wrongly fall. 

Live like an angel but know that a thousand suns is better than your complaints. 

My love for you is just a facade. 

It’s blinded by the sun going out in flames. 

You and I are the same but 

Who cares about that dead history. 

The sun goes out. 

And I keep trying to find shelter 

From your meltdown. 

I feel the pain of you betraying me. 

The wounds in my heart is still there 

And you’re just enjoying it 

Because of your twisted mentality. 

Your words burn the page. 

And I let you write them. 

Even the titans on the earth 

Can’t stop your meltdown. 

I always feel the pain of you betraying me. 

A thousand suns would be better than 

Whatever you had been trying to tell me. 

A sun never sets but this time 

It crashes in our reality. 

A thousand of them ain’t that bad compared to what you want from me. 

The sun goes away like a nuclear winter.

In these arguments between us, there’ll never be a winner. 

Try all you want to make this happen,

Because is just self-assisted suicide.