Dreamer

Holding onto him through bouts of fear and murmurs in his sleep

As he fights against some ancient evils in his lucid state of dreams

Unable to express the gratitude of the advantage in his fight

Because the waking world brings him back to his forgotten, forlorn ways

Trying to convey, in his cryptic vexing way, the man inside who knows HaShem,

Who tasted the world before the flood- as the fallen Nephilim 

Jealous

The joke that I'm a crazy bitch is just my way to own it

Owning the embarrassment of my ugly jealous side

But this time is different— I have it all out in the open

I'm standing here without the comfort of my adroitly-made façade

And speaking of the jealously I'd so much rather hide

I want it to go well for you 

For you to finally pierce that depth 

To confirm your slight suspicions that it never really left

But it sits so bitter in my mouth 

You'll give your attention undivided 

On the off-chance it'll do some good 

Unlike the last time that you tried it 

Please don't think I'm such a man who wouldn't want to share 

I love you for that heart of yours' that shows how deep it is you care

And yes my own damnation lies in conceding out of fear

And allowing you to give so freely what I've been asking for all year