A familiar noise beating in my chest
Sends me laying flat down on the floor counting the cracks in the ceiling
I feel comfort here
wedged between the open air above me
And the solid floor beneath
This is where I've always lived

When you feel insignificant to the story
Like you're just a name to fill a line
In a page everyone's ignoring
You'll be a line I've read a million times

Sometimes anywhere is nowhere
And sometimes thats the most comforting place to be

The future is a beautiful and terrifying place

Do you water the flowers who grow in your garden?
Do you share in their joy once their growth has started?
Will they be wilting, or will they bloom?
Are you their savior or will you be their doom?

I woke up in pain
With sleep on my brain
In puddles of sweat
And muscles so strained
Sprouled out on springs
Like a pokey syringe
And pillow so flat
I had pain in my dreams
Put my hand on my chest
And tried my best
To feel the air all around me
And get some rest

I always choke on words like "us"
Its not something that rolls off my tongue
Its simple to most
But leaves me pale as a ghost
But nothing scares me more than words like "love"

Follow the tides of your heart
Hold fast the driftwood afloat to your passions
This slow flowing river that meanders without warning
And reveal rappids and white waters when the winds start roaring
Is the only known way to find who you are
And what a person you'll be
When you meet the sea...

I have found you
But you were better in my dreams
Now real life seems boring
And I want to go to sleep

I don't wanna listen to you anymore
Spilling your icky gooey brain all over the table
Fingers turn to fists
Turn your music into discs
and I'll be in the car on my way home
With the powder still on the tip of my nose
Smells better that fresh air
Taste better than the blood I tasted on your tongue
Sit, it feels better than sitting on the hood while we go at 60 in a 45
he thinks about pineapples, I think about plums
I sip coca cola, he drowns in ***
No matter the amount of love he's in
Feelings are paper thin
As his words increase in amount
And loses track of what its about
He loses his mind
Because most of his brain has already leaked out

These days I feel the honesty well up inside of me
as if its time to start facing the reality facing side of the valley
and let the sun burn the skin off my cheeks
to reveal the lies I carry beneath...

I hold my breath
When its natural to breath
And I feel my best
When I'm in the west
And you're in the east
But I like your smile
I like how you touch my back
And the fact is that
You're a peach
And you like me back
And it's sad that that's
Why I'll leave

But theres no way in hell
You're holding me down
It's always regrettable to figure that out
If that makes me a fool
It's time that you know
That's who you're loving
But theres no way in hell
No way in hell

I drew a circle around you
And set you aside
I plucked you from the masses
And called you mine

Your eyes are the ocean
That hits the shore every time you blink
Each tear drop is a monsoon
But without you I'd sink...

I saw a glimpse of peace today
A ripple in time
A moment a deity let slip from its eyes
When a second had passed
The moment was lost
But I'll alway remember that glimpse of the sky

I drift in and out of You
As if I am the air You allow to slip in between your lips

You are the shore line and I am the waves
Ever chasing You, grabbing at the parts of You I can never saturate

Evern the ocean thirsts after you
You are the moisture the desserts wish they knew

Diligently, I leave my umbrella behind when the sky look gray
But You are the clouds that never bring rain
With my chin to my chest as the sun shows up again
I know that when the clouds fill the sky, I'll be waiting there again

Leave what belongs to the sky to the clouds to ponder
Leave the unknown at the floor of the rabbit hole
Leave the blinds shut

Close your eyes and fall asleep
Give rest to sore bones
And warmth to cold skin
Rest for just a second
And let tomorrow bring tomorrow's questions

Truthfully and honestly
A flower blooms
In the guitars strings of life
But dies in the trumpets of floorboards
And tugs at the armhairs
And red beard of the goats belly
Twice now I've come across
As we are all voyagers
And walk of the tips of out feet
And a plague on all cowards

whether in mind
or in town
right side up
or upside down

I love you

I'm sorry that life ***** and the coral reefs are dying and your hair keeps getting ***** even though you wash it every week. And I'm sorry that people keep mistaking you for someone they can dump their problems on or someone who is fine on their own. I'm truly honestly sorry. But I'm not sorry for liking you because thats not a sorry thing. I can't explain why but its just not. And I swear if I have to console you one more time because the people in your life who are out there not liking you make you feel like you shouldn't be liked then I'm going to slap you so hard you'll hate me. But that's okay because then at least you'll feel something for me.

In half a moment there's a storm coming in
Because you see yourself as a man in need of travesty
In the same moment you'll pour a cup of tea
For a world that wasn't build on camomile and honesty
You're a little mean
And evergreen
But thats just the role you play in this
In solidarity
I'm stirring a cup of tea
With a drop of honey and confidence...

No matter how much I change
I always end up wishing I was someone better
When the true is
I always end up back in this place
Where I'm the same person I started out with
I'm a liar
I the idea that I can change myself is the biggest lie I've told yet

I'm surrendering to not knowing
And I'm taking each corner like a bird set free
With hope of experiencing how blissful it might be...

Maybe you didn't mean to hurt me
Maybe you had a bad day
Maybe there's a war raging inside of you that I'm not a part of
Maybe I spoke too much
Maybe I said something that hurt you
Maybe I should apologize for striking a nerve
Maybe I'm being unfair
Maybe I'm giving you too little credit
Maybe I shouldn't just assume next time
Maybe its just one of those days
Maybe I should justblet this one slide
Maybe everything will be better tomorrow?

I don't like passions
That passion the lovers speak of
I keep those fires at a great distance
I use them for heaters
I can feel their heat and not allow them in
To breath life to foolish hopes or give entry to sins
I don't like passions or those types of things

It started like an ending
And began as it finished
Even found its all missing
Running fast as it walks slow
Becoming bigger as it was growing smaller
As absent the present mind
While it was becoming something, it was nothing
Broken fixed things
Opened already closed eyes
Melted ice solid in the cold of the warmest air
That was the truth of the lies
And as dead as it was alive

The world must look different to you
You wear a hat and shined shoes
It must have a smiling face
A face I knew
For I am just a lone chimney sweep
Pushing around the dust
No weather brings surprise
No world changes for us
Same stories keep the fire company
Same sandwich for lunch
We only give what is asked for
We never ask for much
Another day up the chimney
Not a complaint nor a fuss
Our world doesn't have any ears
The world looks different for us

I heard a story about you once
Flooding out of someone at else's mouth
About all kinds of details I've never notice before
And it made me question the you I thought I saw
They brought up secrets they thought you were hiding
And if they weren't so convincing I'd think they were lying

Promise that you're not searching anymore
Hurting anymore
Out trying to find more
Like the time before
You were mine

I put my heart on a piece of paper
and threw it into the ocean
hoping that it would lead it further that my body could
but waves and currents spat it back at me
and told me to put it back in my chest
with the damp piece of paper
dripping in my hands
I asked the ocean how it could be so cruel
the waves retreated and left carved in sand
that hearts were not meant to be led by a guide
but rather they should carry our frail and lifeless bodies
to more destinations than any ocean could

Here's my head
And here's my heart
Here they are in separate parts
Head on a neck
And the body is gone
Bed is a wreck
But the night is still long
Morning comes
But the hours are wrong
Living in me
But I'm apart
Two sides of me that'll never get along
Forced into a body  where they don't belong
But there's my head
And there's my heart
There's they are in separate parts

He was so heavy
That she eroded away under him
But his body craved into her all the feelings her muscles were designed to react to
So she allowed herself to get grinded down into sand

And that's how the desert built a river...

Today I am a drifter
Bouncing on the strings of time
I am not a part of the past or future
I'm just here, enough and drifting
Who knows who I will be when tomorrow begins

I'm feeling all kinds of tired
Like I've lost a piece of my mind somewhere
In the blossom of a new desire
One for which I didn't prepare

It stalks me
I keep my eyes open out of fear
How can I return to the me I used to be
Because no matter how far I run it'll always be near

I hold my breath
And refuse the air
If I let in the oxygen my heart will expand and flutter

I kiss your bottom lip
I kiss your top lip
I kiss all your lips
And the world is a perfect place again

Let it bleed
So that your blood can solidify and cover the wound
Even though it'll still be red and raw and ooze endlessly
Endlessly as though it seems
Soon it'll start to heal

The best part of you
Dare I say its true
With honesty and novelty that bleeds all the way through
And beats the inner parts of my chest black and blue
Just to lay in the cut like a bandage of that sooths
Like a flu in my throat that I just cannot subdue
And clings to my skin like only silk can do
Never mind the standards through which perfection is proved
Or the measures that heavan says are the rules
Against every law and more and more
Forms the raw core that is undoubtedly you

He's strong but he cries
Like grey angry skies
When he's worn, yet he tries
With Everest to climb
He woke up late
I don't mind
When clouds part
We'll see him smile
He's okay
He is rhyme
He's strong
He is mine

What should I say
when you say nothing
and give me no content on which to build my argument?
I guess I'll just breath in your nothingness
I guess I'll just chew up the silence
I guess I'll just stand here looking at you
Swallowing deep
Barely blinking
Loving every word that you say...

Sophie, does your mother know you're here?
Has your dad any idea you're out with me tonight?
You have but 17 years to your name
You're smiling at me all the same
Like the rivers and the oceans couldn't keep you away
You're sailing off to neverland in my car tonight
And you'll be gone with the light
Cheering cans of beer, glistening ear to ear
Like the princess that you are

I listened intently
Deeping and contently
To the voice to which every other sound remains empty
She spoke with her whole chest
Using words that would continue long after she left
I lay awake in its echoes
It meanders and flows
And from it all my love grows and grows

It's unhealthy
But you left so stealthily
In the  morning while it was pouring ounces
Remembering those days ever since
You stepped out into the rain from where my love is
Now I'm hunched over the basin trying to rinse
Your face out of my hair

I hope you know
That when I step away
Only for a moment, to tender to these wounds
That I'll fly back in a sunny day
With fresh skin for you to bruise

Worldly pleasures and passions aside
Riddled with want and mangled desire
Nothing on the earth compares to to the fire
Of reaching and scratching a demanding hive

I'll stand up out of this hurt
And be done with he entire bit
This lesson will be learned
Peace earned
Bridges bridges burned
This loneliness can eat ****
And I'll be a better person because of it

I'm at my best
In front of the rest
But without all the zest
Inside my chest
They couldn't care less
I'm just a mess
If I must confess
That I am just flesh
Under my dress
And I'm not okay

In this short life
With these long days
Time just seems to go
When you decide to stay

Amidst the mess and troubling things
Is a single strand of hair brought in by the wind
Lands on my woolen shirt to rest on my chest
And the world moves on, one strand less

My tummy hurts
But my heart worst
10 second love
Hit a growth spurt
With more and more
To insert
Now I ache
In chest under shirt
Of decisions made
Of lessons learned