I call her "Shiver" for the way she makes me feel
Cold but exhilarating like the harshest winter
And it creeps beneath my skin when I draw her in
Her merest touch cold make my skin splinter

When I'm with you, the dissonance in my heart turns to harmony. Yet, when we're apart, its quite the contrary.

The lights around me aren't as bright
As the light that I have inside
Yet I feel blind...
maybe it's myself I cant find.
Because everything around me is perfect in its flaws
Worn adhesive, I try to stick to life but I fall.
I wish could just disintigerate into ash and be everywhere
With everyone
Whilst simultaneously being nothing at all

I can’t shake this feeling

That everything is fleeting

Like sand through my lips

And I’m just a glass

With no chance to flip

"My thoughts are like paper
Most days, I slide them through the shredder so no one can see. Maybe its just me, but I can't always speak what I think. I mean, I doubt anyone is even listening. Maybe I just need brighter ink."