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

He's viciously attractive
So I religiously ignore his backwards way of seeing things
And fall into his arms day after night
As if the floor itself inclined to the left and I could do nothing but slip closer and closer to his place
Where he'd always be waiting for me
With a warm arm open and a cigar between his lips

You used to be mine
but worlds did not align
nor did day, nor did time
so with chills down my spine
and hands intertwined
you were stolen into the sky
now the only hands the that bind
are both hands that are mine

The moon steals my attention
It's a thief in the night
Has there ever been a name for thief who steals delight?

If we are not us
And  I am not me
Then what is it that either could be?
Having submerged myself into the deep
Leaving not a morsel for myself to keep
one plus one would never equal three
So I became one half of two
Forgetting my singularity
merged to a tether that never belonged to me
and without even a letter
had left and forgotten me
Leaving neither us to be us
Nor me to be me
Leaving both I and we without an identity

He wears a choir around his neck
They sing him praises underneath his vest
So when the world gives him hate
He hears nothing they say
And goes on thinking that he's the best...

i want to walk
following streams and roads
until they run slower and slower and eventually run out
just me, my feet, and the idea of never returning
in the day i'll dance with the sun rays
at night i'll make small talk with the stars
i'll smoke the air
drink the clouds
shower in the wind
and dry myself in the warmth fireside
i'll walk until my shoes split in two
and my feet start to bleed
my clothes will tear
and hair will become greasy
and i'll walk on
until i wake up in the same desk chair i fell asleep behind
looking at a pc screen
and remembered that sleeping is for dreamers
and walking out is for quitters

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

Big City Lights
Could blind my eyes
(And carried me willingly into the stomach of the Metropolis
Welcomed me with the brightest of smiles
Unpinned me from the paper that gave me my name
ONE WITHOUT AN IDENTITY IS THE PROPERTY OF THE CITY
IF ONE DOES NOT HAVE A NAME, ONE WILL BE ISSUED TO YOU
Slave town, grave town, town of the takers
Town of the humans whose humanity has been graded
Gray city smoke has invaded my throat
And blacked out my words and thoughts and hopes
ONE WITHOUT DREAMS IS THE PROPERTY OF THE CITY
IF ONE DOES NOT HAVE A DESTINY, ONE WILL BE ISSUED TO YOU)
Big City Buildings
With the highest of windows
From which  the confetti flutters down
Upon you arrival

Spent a night in the puddles the rain made on the roads
The roads that leads anywhere but today I'm too cold
There are holes in the blankets so heap mine into folds
and try my hardest to blend in with the mold
Not that they'll see me if I stood on the roads
Or under the bridge with the spiders and trolls
but on the M5 there's a lot to behold
Maybe faces and smiles with riches manifold
But there's a whole day ahead before the end of my rope
There'll still be breath in my neck then I hope
There'll still a beat in my chest then I hope
So I can crawl into my folds with the others who know
That there is an art to being cold...

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

You have learned with the seasons
Said the past to the present
"The truth is the truth
No matter how you said it
Pain is pain
No matter how thin you spread it"

The morning woke her up
On the bed of his chest
Glass shattered
Splints everywhere
And she walked home on ****** feet

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

The thing about love
There's no air spaces between those letters
You suffer alone or give without measure
You take to the sky on your own
Or have your wings severed
To be lonely or suffocated
Which would be better?
To love or to fly
That is the question

I've been travelling northward
Shedding all the bruises from my shoulders
Leaving you in the creases in my footprints in the sand
But you have the tip of my heart
Buiried in the lines of your palms
Dripping out the spaces of your hands
So no distance would make me the difference
No wise words would bring me solace
Though I'm no longer the person you knew
So much for mkving on
So much getting over you

There is a world between happiness and sadness
And I've traveled across many times
And found that you can't build your house in between the two
All you can do is travel from back and forth.

Our lives set on the backdrop of the sirens
To them we are ambient noise
To us they are the silence...

Experiencing the good, brings an understanding of the bad
You gave me so much joy, I could sympathize with the sad.

You came in with the rain
And the winds and thunder were following
Now the clouds have long since passed
But I'm still dripping

In bold
You were never a friend to them
You were bleeding from start to end
And now your body is cold
You weren't even alive to them
You saw the side of men
That they wish to withhold

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

Thinking about the rain from in between my bedsheets
Ideas of the world start to join in in dead heaps
But all that I need
Is the peace that it brings
Not the worry it brought
With a head full of thought
Oh the rain is a pain when it doesn't clean your brain
From dirt stained ideas that could clog up your drain
Thinking about rain as it pours from the sky
And drowns me in bed while my bedsheets are dry

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.

I've been restless
In and out of town
Nothing could hold me down
But now that I've got you
To hold me down
I'm sleeping without a sound
Baby you've got me dreaming
I'm up and down the ceiling
Floating like I'm made of helium
This must be love

Candles that burn
In the frame of a moonlit window
Runs dry and bitter
And burns out too soon
And the man that needs to see
Turns butterscotch and candy
And like a little kitten
Crawls under the blankets
For in dark rooms
Far from any mother's womb
Lives a dark race
In mind or in place
That scares muscular men from sight and space
Better then,
Candy man,
Who turns into cream and flakes
To close your eyes and sleep the dark away

Time is a starving god
And each year she becomes more savage
Her gluttonous face stuffing
My years drip from her cheeks
As if my slow aging is payment for my existence
I give a year to live the next
Turning life onto a sacrificial death
To appease an ever unsatisfied deity
A mindless consumer of the harshest variety

Time, my old friend
Mind giving a sign to your blind friend
About what's in line around the next bend
Because I'm scared that I might bump my head
On the edges that are hidden up ahead

I've thought about it,
Time and time again
I've thought about just splitting my chest open and letting myself spill out onto the dinning room table
And just leaving the mess there until its sticky and maroon
But I never do
My biggest fear though,
is not how painful it will be to slice through my own flesh
My biggest fear is that I'll never pick up the knife and actually allow myself to feel it

Time travels
Not through the bounds of time
As only moments exists in moments
The past is but cold seconds that no longer carry breath
The future is to be created at this very moment I write this pins it together
But time travels
And carries us with it
Like dazed passengers on a train
Dumping our belonging out of the windows in hopes of leaving bread crumbs to be followed
But only time travels
And tramples our footprints underfoot
Pushing forward
Mighty
Unstoppable
Unrelenting
Traveling unseen through the night
And as we are dragged along in its side cart
Without knowledge of our own journey
We look down at our present
All we know is now
This is how things are
It was like this yesterday
It most likely be like this tomorrow
Threading along a dimly lit timeline
As time travels

All my words are hollow
They echo inside
Like ting ting ting
They roll off my tongue
And sound good placed together
They are the shadow of real things
Just gray shapes with no real detail
A sight for the starer
But just a glace for the searcher
All my words
They barely cast shadows of their own
Because they are made out of nothing
Candy floss for the reader
Bubbles for the thinker
Pop, gone, pop, nothing
All my words
Have no thought
That is why they get none in return
Thoughts are formed of ideas and concepts and lingering things
Thinking is for the thinking man
Thoughtless things
Are not even things at all
They are just words on paper
Word from a tongue
That soon returns to air, and dust and hollow stuff
Nothing to become nothing
Think about it...
Nothing is nothing, right?

You were an iceberg passing by my ship
Who could so easily have sunk me with one rip
But I'm grateful for your mercy once upon a time
Because I'd willfully touched the ocean floor if you became mine

My flowers will bloom whether you stay or go
There will never come a day where they will not grow

For love to be so beautiful that it gives meaning to this very existence
And when its gone, it leaves little purpose with it
Not even dust
Not even whispers

Yet you persist that I venture with you
To go find this evil thing and let it rest in my depths
The one that can steal my world
Even my thoughts
Even my breath

How can you offer me such a poison? You silly little person
With the bright eyes that beg me to join your your naive excursion
Where no one will be able to save you
Not even a priest
Not even a surgeon

For love is so beautiful that it gives meaning to everything that is, why would you tempt such a frightening being?
And dance on an edge this steep?
When it could slither off with your whole life,
In the midst of you dancing
In the midst of your sleep

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

She cried into her lap when she lost her innocence
Not because the wanted it to reappear inside of her
But, because she would never again experience the pleasure of losing it

Whether falling or flying
The air seems inviting
So I leap without trying
And fall without dying

i'm sorry i continued to laugh
While Your insides were being ripped
out onto the floor
That day You hated me for
i grew up and hated me more

You don't stroke my hair
Your hands stay far from mine
Far from the time our fingers intertwined
To me your smile can still be seen
When I witness your smile at things that aren't me
Your eyes don't share secrets as they did before
What we share is years, nothing less, nothing more
So don't touch me now
My skin might tare
The years have stripped it dull and bare
Don't hang around
And don't stroke my hair
I've already forgotten that you were ever there

I wondered if he knew that my soul danced whenever he'd bite his lip and call me his girl
That the concept of myself being his in his head the made sweat form on my collar bones
That the very suggestion that other girls were just labeled other girls but I wore the label of 'his'
Meant that flowers could bloom and die, the sun could set and rise, the wind could blow and subside, but still within and outside
He was mine...

I sat up rigid like a tower and waited for you to come home
Because then finally I could be weak in your arms.

A mouth that lies
Is a mouth unwise
And turns around
And pokes fun at my insides
And breaks my soul
And it bleeds out whole
So the thruth I withhold
Remains the thruth untold...

It rained twice since I've met you
And my clothes have still not dried
So I live my life drenched in rain water
And forsake all sunshine until the end of time

I'd wished that there'd be magic in me
When I grew out of my pig tails
But
To my surprise
I was just another human
With blood
And Bones
And life to do
So much so
That I forgot about the magic
That I'd wished for all those years ago
And rather wished to be happy
Around these human bones

I never played with fire
I was too scared I'd get burnt
But, I played with you
And got myself hurt

The sadness of our existence is that we have the enormity of pulsating breathing, conversing and erupting life bursting in and through our veins,
But we only exist to a tiny portion of the other existing objects that walk on and off the universal planes
And to most, we only exist to a tiny portion of our own brains

We all cry from time to time
In between sheets and behind our eyes
When the heaviness of everything weighs on our minds
We scream out in agony these very lines:
How could the world be so unfair to me
When I was born a baby with nothing to share or bring
Yet it placed its weight down on my bare skin
And gave me the sharp end of all it has to give
And while I haven't yet cause any sins to be punished
It made it its business to show me whats ugly
And even though there are those who suffer much deeper
Pain than I have ever come to witness
I know that there are those living abundantly
Who have done things thats deserving of this suffering
I may be no saint but I am no demon either
So lift up your reigns and give me my freedom

I've been lost in the arms of this life
It's two wide pillars that ushers you in
Like a lost child finding her mothers chest
Forsaking all the rest
For that one corner of warmth
Shes discovered in the movements of an ever maturing friend
Life is life until it ends...

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

I want you
Don't float around thinking I don't
Person I hardly know
Person who doesn't know me at all