I didn’t think it’d ever end
I didn’t think it’d ever end
But here I am, on the other end.

&I didn’t think it’d ever end
&I didn’t think it’d ever end
But here I am, with a different man.

Sometimes you have to sacrifice yourself, for someone else.
For something new.

And you make me so happy, it’s crazy.
But why are my eyes swimming in blue baby?

So I sacrificed myself, for you.
And all your happiness.
And here I am.
Other other end.
For something new.
With a different man.

You broke my heart,
I played it cool, I let you take your time.
Now we are walking a very thin line,
Of who we are,
Lovers or Strangers?
We could not decide.

The sweetest of muses, inspiration to the core.
The feeling was better than anything I’d felt before.
So I latched on because winter was coming
& I’d rather suffer through the cold than be destroyed in fall.

& in the silence, I wait for the sirens to call
A ringing alarm, to wake our souls
To decide that us as lovers must end,
Once and for all.

As my heart breaks a hundred more times,
I’ll play it cool, but I will not take the lies.
I can no longer walk this thin line,
Between lovers and strangers...
I had to decide.

My muse is gone and my vision is black. I am numb to the core, and with inspiration, I lack.
I detached myself, and I let the cold in.
...Let the fall begin.

He said it’s comfort that keeps us together,
Nothing more.

And he laughs at my jokes and puts on a face,
He dances wisdom filled words on his tongue.
But he has no room for true love.
No, there is not a single space,
That is left in his body to feel the magic,
Only comfortable awareness
And all things tragic.

I told you I loved you
and you said it was not true.
That we were merely “strangers,
how could you? “

Yet, my memory dances
With all our time,
for the past 2 years,
I thought things were fine...
That you just needed some time.
But in your eyes,
We were just strangers.

I just hope your intentions
Are pure and genuine.

In a world full of self-sabotage,
It is easy to get lost
In your original path.
The path that keeps you safe,
Keeps you sane.

Be kind,
Be mindful,
And you’ll be free.

He was in love,
And she could not bare it.
She threw it away and covered the pain by running off with a different man.

He tried to understand, his love left him blind,
That her excuses were just that. She was not seeking a new truth to find.
No, she was just fine.

He is left in the dark, waiting for her.
But she continues to feed you her excuses.
“Seeking to find new truths”

Reflecting.
I am afraid.
Time is creeping up my spine,
It’s wilting my youth,
Making me question all that was once mine.

Reflecting.
I am afraid.
Time is not on my side,
Days are short and i
Find myself sad in the
Middle of a good day,
Terrified for the nights end,
For, at the end of the day,
I am alone.

My head is tingling
From the feeling
Of this midday peachy dream.

& the coffee is lingering
From the cup I spilt all over me.
And my head started to tingle with
Feelings I didn’t want to feel anymore.

This peachy dream,
I wanna look away.
Buzzing in my ears
A sound I love to hear,
You and your peachy sweet words.
I want to taste them on my lips.
Let it drip down my skin
Soak it in.

Your actions are silent, your words have not moved me.

The sound of your confusion overwhelms me.
A roaring buzz that just will not quit.

But there is something here, a genuine feeling.
You can not deny it.

Tell me it’s different this time around. That you have really thought about what you wanted,
Let my ears hear that pleasant sound.

Your actions are so silent.
You didn’t make a sound,
When I looked into your eyes,
There was nothing to be found.
This is nothing but a comfortable
Dream.

What are the colors that shine for me, that shine for you?
A tangerine dream of vivid melting sky’s
A walk through the desert mountains dancing with blue butterflies?
What are the colors that shine for me, do they shine for you?
A sea of green an endless wave of ultra violet rays...
A cloud of grey in a summer rain?
Or damp mossy green leaves wrapped around your feet?
What are these colors that shine for me?
Do they shine for you?

Are you curious of the colors that you are made of?

You carved our names
Into the trees,
For a forever lasting memory
And smokey winds that had
Set us free,
We closed our eyes and
The sun finally set into a tangerine bleed.

The colors romance me
And I just can’t help
But to fall in love
With the sky.

It's what choked and collapsed our lungs.
The flood like an endless sea.
Running around chasing other lovers.
Wish, wanting that "forever" with me.

There was flame before this fire
It was a spark that burnt us down
So deceitful, such a liar.
Endless smoke that corrupts us now.

I have found myself in a better place with tangerine skies and an un-bittered face.
And although I’m in the company of someone pained, buried somewhere deep down inside, in a place that has hardened like concrete protecting his soul, He smiles with me in tangerine skies, and when he puts his arms around me, I know things, eventually, will be alright.
     I never thought I would find myself here again, so quickly, in only a years worth of time. But I can’t bare to miss the beautiful colors that he shines.  So here I am, eyes open wider than ever before, gazing all his sweet colors,  that I adore.  
     They are layered out making his life’s mosaic, I don’t think he understands how beautiful he is. Words can not say it. I would paint him a picture if I knew how, to show him his heart or his soul, like a ray of light shining through a cloud. All his beautiful colors like a tangerine sky, and I’d smile and wrap my arms around him to let him know, eventually, things will be alright. And then, he too will find himself to be in a better place, with tangerine skies and an un-bittered face.

We are creatures of habit
A repetition and endless cycle.
You are a fool for love,
It does not matter where it comes from,
And you cannot handle it on your own.

You say you loved me
And maybe that's true
But somehow,
I believe I was never enough for you.
So go ahead and blame me,
I am a creature of habit too.

It’s hard when your physical self and spiritual self become estranged. One knowing it must detach from that place it desires to call home, it’s comfort, because that place is no longer.. But one wanting it's desires so badly it could move the Earth to prove its worth...

I could move the Earth.

I fear your soul is lingering
unhinged,
from your higher self.
Asleep perhaps,
Waiting for the offerings of the universes wealth...

A little something I call love.

I will weave my strings
throughout your body
They will come in and out
across your broken chest,
down your wrists
and into your finger tips.

I will pull my strings lightly
to the surface of your skin,
wrap them around you,
and breath you in.

I will run these strings
from the top of your introverted head,
attach them to mine,
to extrovert you instead.

For to be attached
is to be mindful
and to be mindful is to be awake,
and being awake...
is freedom.

Detach to reattach,
my strings are here
to help guide you
But if you feel it to be so,
You feel it to be too close, cut them loose and let me go.

Into the woods we go, dancing with lights between the trees, chasing faint memories like the setting sun, with such a gleaming glow. Silently wishing, wanting more, a blanket of darkness whisks ashore. A heavy grey cloud drowning our sorrows, and deeper into the woods we go.

  Allocating a place to lie down and rest our broken bones, reality settles in, you are here... So exploration into the unknown is the only way to grow. Grounded by your damp feet, all your layers become trees, and all your rooting limbs can lie down and sleep, deep in the woods with me.

And here I bring myself to my knees
Begging at the hands..
Please, please?
Is it that I find myself too wrapped up
In the endless cycle of desire?
The colors form around me,
I want them badly
But they are out of reach.
I shall not receive
But I shall not retreat.
I am on my knees
Begging, please.

Take me to your outer head space,
Full of dark ominous tones,
Ringing in my ears,
So beautiful.

You got me cryin,
Listenin to your badass playlist,
I hear you dyin.
Mmmm, I'm so impressed,
Your darkness got me feelin at rest,
Cause it’s not just me anymore,
I got the sound of you.
Jamin’ out,
Listenin to songs when we got the blues.
Comforting.
You’re my badass playlist.

You're cool like a vintage
vinyl record,
You’re so dope,
Such a bad *** playlist
Down to your center.

So beautiful in the summer
With your hair glissening
And eyes full of wonder.
And Im dreamin' of you
On the way to the moon,
With my eyes closed,
Listening to you,
“MMM...”

Such a bad *** playlist.

Picking at old wounds,
Open them up and make them new.
Only in the sense of relevance

Darkness caresses me like a silk sheet,
I've got so carried away,
Forgot how to feel complete.
Can you help me?

Repeat
Repeat
Repeat

Undress my mind,
Does it feel right?
So use to speaking like wine,
Bitter and dry.
Words so sharp,
So careless,
They could cut our throats on the grapevines.

Ouch.