don’t go they say
we need you to stay
why do i feel like drifting away

nothing is forever
though some things stay as long as they can

Played with the idea of dying at dawn

It’s noon now and that has passed

If only
The line
Between Swimming and Drowning
Weren’t
So
t
h
i
n

Time does not always tell
     Decides it's lips are sealed
       Although it may tick you off
Appears the clock won't talk

Real Seems
Plastic to the touch
Generic
Disingenuous
Seams and Strands of Sanity
Have begun to Unravel

Hands of time hold many truths
Treasures in the wristwatch
Secrets locked inside the clockwork
Hour is not the only thing
Hourglass can tell
Each grain of sand has whispered
It has to share as well

dull pencils scrape the pages
in and outside lines
sentences bounce up and down
tell stories of the times

I always eat the soup before it cools down
I’ve been burnt many times over
Yet I never let it settle

Water rising
Swim or drown

if time were to stop immediately





                                                                      what would this moment hold

sometimes the words
won't fall in line
disobedient
unruly
others though
they just appear
as if they have always been so

rivers run like sentences
written in excitement
wildfire hopping asphalt
like kids upon the pavement

the mind
moves faster than
the hand
that holds
the pen
that's trying to catch up

Eyes open and I’m numb again
Though shut and I can feel
Dreams they say are just pretend
Still I wonder which is real

write until I snap the pen
ink floods the card stock paper
borderline embracing                    
the deep blue embracing borderlines
then leaking on the table

Keep truth bottled up in a pen
It awaits escape
Pensively
Penciling about the day
It will get to show its face

If eyes could ****
Like lips can lie
I think that I'd be hypnotized

Love me now or love me not
Three shots deep and I forgot
The bitterness but saved the thoughts
About how we would tie the knot
Instead with score and stomach tied
You got yours and I got mine

delight wrapped in silk skin
butterscotch dipped kisses
sugar coated lies back and forth
too sweet to know the difference

Despair
Came knocking on my door
So I
Let her in for a while

nicotine nightmares
wake up i'm feeling frantic
lately dancing with the devil
feels a little too romantic

My words are not beautiful
                        Nor are they unique
Swear they've all been said before
                              Confessions of the meek
Forever dreamed of wearing mask and cape
                                     Presently it's hard to sleep
Close my eyes so I can lie awake
                                                             Thinking of promises I didn't keep.

Interesting
                          How I hold so firmly to the times I've been wronged
Yet
                                               Carelessly lose grip of when I was not right

i worry
that i worry too much
after all theres likely little i can change
perhaps things would go smoothly if i got out of the way

i worry
that i must worry more
so many beginnings with rotten endings
certainly minding every detail is the only path for recourse

I am sick again



but there's no sniffles or no sneezing.