I’ve been punching the air,
because you don’t care,
was it something I did?

You chipped away at my walls,
for nothing at all,
in the ruins I hid.

I let you into my home,
where I water my soul,
now you’re only in my phone.

It’s just like silly little me,
to get lost in the fantasy,
and end up alone.

You were born to bleed
to please your father,
always trying to figure it out.

Raised to shine
beneath the lights,
you practiced for years,
putting in the time.

His little toy soldier
born so he could get it right.
But when he broke,
he broke you too
left you alone in the ruins.

You still carried on
singing the bluest songs,
falling in love with the poppy.
Always taking it too far
until you lost track of who you are,
bleeding out for everyone to see.

Carrying the weight
Of your families shame,
high up on your shoulders.
Never giving up,
always pushing forward,
fighting for that boulder.

I’ve lost a lot of people over time
but losing you took me by surprise.
Like the way it feels when you look into your eyes,
as striking as 1000 staring nights,
The prettiest set of blues
east of the Mississippi.
I used to float freely in them
now they can’t bare to look at me.

You’re the kind of girl
that you meet once in a lifetime.
Your passion is electric,
a goddess by birth right.

Vulnerability is not that popular,
Yet everyone has it.
We are all little kids, just waiting to be told what to do next
How to feel.
Is it safe out there?
Is it safe in your arms?

Constantly shutting people out when we feel too much
But begging someone, anyone, to listen to us.
Is there anyone out there?
Is there anyone we can trust?

I want to rip the seal from everyone’s lips
and heal all their open wounds.
Do you think, if some of us tried hard enough, the world could heal too?
Before we destroy it with all of our hate,
Ignoring its demise as we sit around and wait.

Bed rotting
As I gasp for air,
How do I always end up here?
Naturally alone
Searching for family through a phone,
Is anyone even in there?

Ever since my mom died
I’ve had life and death on my mind.
So it’s safe to say,
I’ve been feeling grateful for my life.
But if I could change one thing,
I’d still have you by my side.

Only even numbers on the radio
still because of you,
I always think of you and wonder
If you ever think of me too.

I don’t like who I used to be
Too careless and care free,
I could have fought harder for us.

If you were here today,
I wouldn’t give up as easily.