Light on

My face blurs in my eyes again

Black Swan

What am I fighting to protect?

How do I see myself now?

Shed all of my skin

But I grasp onto

The beauty laid within

Pierce me with your pins

A physical sin

Light on

My face blurs in my eyes again

Black Swan

What am I fighting to protect?

I saw him in my dreams last night, exactly as I remembered. I was hoping it would happen- for my daydreams to carry on into the night. We were at a coffee shop of some sort, getting drinks, and we just talked. But every word brought us closer till our arms touched, followed by our hands. I wish I remembered every word we exchanged. I think we talked about tattoos, music, photography... l'm not sure. Even if this scene wasn't blurred by the fact it isn't real, if it was, I wouldn't be able to recollect much of what he'd say anyways. I just want to see his face.I want to paint the sky with it. So I can see the most beautiful thing when I wake and before I go to sleep. I don't even know where to start.

If I could wake up in silence

My anger pulsing through

That I wasn't chosen to be

Someone the gods would cry to lose

Light on (blinding me)

My face blurs in my eyes again (from what I see)

Black Swan (would i keep)

What am I fighting to protect? (any piece of me?)

What am I fighting to protect? (every piece of me?)