This morning I fell awake
To dreams of you and I
Entangled together in the night opaque.

Every hallway is left unscathed,
By every violent, thing you say
You can curse me everyday,
But, the pictures remain the same.

I'm homesick and
there's a monster underneath
every bed
I lay in.

The feeling of
Dry cracked skin
Simultaneously
Being ignited
And doused
By acid rain
This is nothing.

Each breath is killing me
but holding the air in my lungs
Won't stop it either.

Thoughts hang suspended in the air
Like wires of unrepair
And how im nothing more than a mourning prayer.
Everything is still inside of there
I don't care,
I tightened and set the snare.

I'm still standing here because one of these tomorrows holds you.

The clouds disperse in my head
When you're laying in my bed
when we roam
in the same home
Im not scared
For me you have repaired.

In the world we live in it's more acceptable to believe in the Devil than it is to believe in God.

The fading sunset and the moon cry
for their spot in the sky
Yet they still lack what I see in your eyes.

There's just something about the way your eyes shine at two in the morning.

Nights become bearable when
Your dream is pressed up against you
Softly her heartbeat drowns out every worry.

You've walked these stairs a thousand times
Be sure to lock the door when you leave.

I think happiness is when you find someone walking the same speed as you.

Some days you will find yourself
lost out at sea,
You will need a lighthouse to
guide you back to shore,
And I've found mine in you.

My skin and bones are healed
But can I say the same for my mind?

And if one day you're unsure
of who you are,
Just listen to the way my heart beats for you

If you really would like to know my name is Amsterdam.
I've been floating here for awhile,
Somewhere along the way the person
Holding me together let go.
But For the most part
I guess you could call me, happy.
The thing I've noticed with people,
They always find a problem with everything,
You can't just sit back and see that the fog behind her eyes are the very thing that makes her perfect.
Life just isn't told that way.
I know someone out there has to agree.
Someone out there has to be something like me.
I'll just float along watching you from here, wishing I could fix your problems,  show you the way the rain smells is maybe all you need to smile again.
So I'll stay here until I find where I belong.
Until I find someone to hold me into place again.

We've spent this whole life pretending
That we enjoy living,
That our smiles are genuine.
I've spent my years pretending
That I'm proud of the person
I see in my reflection.
So tell me again why We can't follow
Our dreams.

Maybe the reason
I never see your face
in my
dreams.
Is because my mind
Could never
Replicate such,
Beauty.

I'm scared I'll just end up in the pile of
"One of those"
That you always speak of.

It's too cloudy, again, to see the stars.
And if there's one thing about me
I can't say hello without a tremble
I can't say goodbye and reassemble
I don't know what that says about me.
But I still stare out the window hoping you really didn't leave.

The Delicately exquisite touch
One pattern after the other
Soft symmetry laced one in one
Tight pulse of fixation
Don't let go
Longing to linger,
The small Warmth of trust.

Falling in love with you
Is like opening the
First page of my favorite book
Again.

From afar you're the kerosene burning
Fixation and suffocation
Filling the room from the floor up
I breathe in the smoke
But don't choke.

A sea green glimmer in the pitch black of repeating breaths and unheard goodbyes.
Something about them I hope I never forget
Stitching up the seams of every broken thing.
The vivid music of silence and mirroring love.

Your name ripples across the puddle inside
of my mind everytime
You step inside.

Quit depicting yourself as the artist when you should be the one on the canvas.

You're the perfect thunderstorm.

Those Eight letters rose and fell
With a breath

                                       Perfection whispered     them back to me as well.

Thinking of you brings waves of tranquil anxiety.

Why is it the "love" I felt with her
Felt quick, we always remarked
"I can't believe it's been this long
I feel like it was yesterday..."
Yet this "love" I feel with you
Feels slow, but evenly paced.
We always remak
"I can't belive its only been this long
It feels like forever."

Over the years
I've built this home inside of my mind
To put away the thoughts and fears
The for sale sign allows me to leave behind.
Soon the prevailing wind
Will soon bring vacation to an end,
I'll return to find a cracking foundation
Crumbling walls and stagnation.
I'll search for answers from the beginning
The cracks in my concrete grow
But you're the one filling them, I hope you know.

In
Bits
And
Pieces,
You
Make
Me
                                        Feel.
Even
If
It's
Carelessly.

The familiar taste of nicotine
In your breath
Excites me
Maybe because I'm
Taking one step
closer to cessation
Every Time our lips meet,
But you're the bad
habit that haunts me in my sleep.

You're the sunlight splintering
through the overcast
Behind my eyes.

You're the air that fills my lungs
Please be the scarf that keeps them from freezing over.

Whose umbrella will you be standing under when the skies come crashing down

I'm
Just
A
Hobby
You
Grew
Tired
Of.

We're like, the cautious,
Wind that, blows promise.
Light in, the window,
Touching, Breathe slow.
You and, me now,
Far away, from sound.
Don't let, it go,
Dripping, like snow.
We're like, the cautious,
Waves that, break conscience.

I'm scared to say those eight letters

Love and life confuse me
Ive been trying to find the answers
Dangling on the edge of inner security
But thoughts take over like a cancer
And love blinds us, can't you see?
In time, with treatment, it does get better
Until then I will stop with the inquiry.

She paused from our kiss
Took a breath.
And I opened my eyes.
I saw her,
Taking it all in as she held my face
She quivered.
I smiled,
That's when I knew
She was enough.

I can't begin to describe the feeling I get
when you trace your name on my skin.

It's raining again,
But I can see sunlight
Through the curtains

Maybe
I don't sleep as well
As I used to
Because everytime
I open my eyes
You aren't lying
Next to me

Cold mornings like this I wish I  could roll over your head on my shoulder
I wish I was warm again
feeling these sheets and your skin
and I wish you were the coffee that burned my lips because
I'm cold again
The branches are empty
and so are my hands

Honestly the sound of your voice is the only thing keeping me going.