how
can i find
my way
out of your arms
when
your eyes
are asking me
to stay

i kept flying away until you looked like a very small bug beneath me.
i didn't want to deal or feel so i flew.
i kept flying higher and higher,
the more i couldn't breathe, the wider my smile got.
i couldn't hear you screaming my name or the clutter of everybody.
flying,
flying,
flying
flying away.

Today is a good day

Heaven, it's raining gifts!
Tired after working all shifts,
Dog, will do it in lifts,
Never stalling between gearshifts.

It’s you
Because no one else
Makes sense

The certainty that gives
the clarity to see
a path lies beneath
the current uncertainty

i used to pray god
would let me die. now i just
watch the clock standby.