chiaroscuro

my weary body lay well rested on the cold cement floor
this empty head lacks the substance for existence
complemented with the cold air and nothing more
my foolish persistence created just enough subsistence

my weary body has no desire to stand out in the darkness
leave me to rule over this dark atrocity and feel infinite
a perfect place to curl up with a free mind ready to digress
to stare at the pale streetlights as long as my eyes would persist

the moonlight, the moonlight, it reflects off my brown eyes
soft rain, this soft rain, it rolls off my mussed up hair
my mouth, my quivering mouth, it can not tell a single lie
as this weary body falls into place with this perfect night

fuck this desperation

desperation threw me off the highest cliff and down i plummeted
staring up at the shrinking clouds and the last sight of blue
the impact blew my mind and the blue turned into red, red, red
out flew desperation as my body dangled free, slightly askew

desperation got up to his feet and dusted himself off
disappeared without a single trace, another job well done
breathes came out of my mouth at a heavy, rapid pace
closing my eyes with an ugly smile forming on my blood-stained face

the rain proceeded to pour down and it removed everything red
green grass grew over me with flowers replacing my eyes
vines of the largest length grew in and out of my open head
the earth ate me whole that day, the day i killed dreaded desperation

translate this in arabic

i am on an adventure inside my hollow head
full of endless echoes and as thick as lead
it lets in bad thoughts and i make them go away
but i love thoughts of you so you always stay
tying up my feelings like a never ending seam
floating in my mind like a cascade stream
with you, with you, with you

float on

i am a weary lost soul trying to survive with the wild waves
holding on tight throughout the night just to face the day
the shrieking wind and constant rain will follow me to my grave
no matter how long i hold my breath or the direction i sway

i will always stare off to the sunset but find no hint of green
and all i ever see is the blue that barely keeps me afloat
fighting to survive each day has become vaguely obscene
but until the day i dive into the waters below, i will float

float for no particular purpose but for the lovely hints of sunlight
for the dull glow of the moon and stars at the first sign of night
i will float on

i think your name is magical

there will be no notion of devotion, commotion, or terrible emotion
our lives do not matter to any soul on the other side of the ocean
you and i can die next morning and they will not break a sweat
we are nothing but two nobodies on this god forsaken planet

we may suddenly disappear but the time will continue to change
it is nothing anyone will find fear in or come across as completely strange
the waves will continue to rise and fall, clouds will come and go
the sun will always shine real bright, the moon will not cease to glow

but i stand here today as your nobody, the soul on this side of the ocean
there will be plenty of devotion, commotion, and beautiful emotion
you are the reason i continue struggling to breathe on this god forsaken planet
you make time stop time after time, someone i couldn't possibly forget