You are the sun and iam the watcher

nothing ever turns out like i want it to.
now im still drifting, through the dead sea.
my desires persist intensly.
sitting here with you, im stuck in a noose.
this corner is mine, im heliocentric.
i know you think you know what im thinking.
the convenable truths that you are blind to.
her celestial glance strikes me down.
now im bound to silence once again.
3.30am i walk home through the glen.
playing the agony uncle to my best friends.
but i cant show them my scars.
that would be too easy.
for iam a mystery, even to myself.
how can anyone understand me when i dont understand me?