Black Nights

Black pebbles on the ground,

ricocheting as you and I fall down. 

The current of the stream, 

flowing like your mountain of dreams.

Black circles under your eyes,

from nights that you've cried. 

Scars on your back, 

that I know are from your attacks. 

Black little lies that you feed me,

but I know you still want to scream. 

Tears that you've cried,

and all the life that has died. 

Black eyes from all the punches I've taken, 

and all the gruesome mornings that you've awaken. 

Late nights hiding our true selves,

hiding the fact that we are rebels. 

Black holes upon holes,

Filled with blood. 

Black holes and emptiness, 

before we explode.