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Skyler M Sep 2019
I've gone to show,
The kingdom's golden throne,
What their intentions mean to me,
And how I wanna believe.

Yet, still I stand here, alright but alone in spirit,
I'm trying to find salvation inside this flowing heart of mine,
Changing it's tune with every turn of events,
If you really mean anything to me, you'd always be changing.

I have never traveled so far for you,
Though I've shot you all three times,
I promise that I just might come around,
In time...

I won't hold myself down,
By the natures of science laws,
Or maybe I will,
It depends on my mood for the day,
I'm just feeling the need to apologize.

Yet, still I stand here, alright but alone in spirit,
I'm trying to find salvation inside this flowing heart of mine,
Changing it's tune with every turn of events,
If you really mean anything to me, you'd always be changing.
Skyler M Sep 2019
Standing on the bridge, we are.
Your hand interlocked with mine,
Nearly a year has gone by and I only fall more every day,
I can't help but think about taking an arrow to my knee,
Just so I can tell you what this really means to me,
What you truly mean to me.

I've been backed up against the wall,
And there's been times where I've witnessed innocent killings,
Then again I watch my false father stare at me,
I didn't know what to do with my ******* life.

Then on that bridge,
Your hands interlocked in mine,
There's no backing out as I stare,
Your eyes appear grey but are more alike to a kaleidoscope to me,
And I can't wait to take an arrow to my knee,
Just to see that you truly know your worth in life,
As what I am worth in life.

I can't wait to take an arrow to my knee,
And step down with a heart in my hand,
You're my life goal and accomplishment,
My best friend and my dearest supporter,
Won't you fight for a better life with me,
Cause I'll fight for you and you'll fight for me.
Skyler M Sep 2019
Bench on the path,
He sits in the middle of the woods
Covered in the prints of time,
He’s withstood howls of anger,
And cries of anguish,
In the middle of the woods.

Bruises and cuts were tended to,
As were disconnected friends,
Two lovers brought closer,
And a father with his child.

Bench on the path,
He’s still in the middle of the woods,
Brimming with memories of animals,
The ones who died,
and the ones who fled,
In the middle of the woods.
Skyler M Sep 2019
Everyday, I can see through the drafts,
You're sleepier with every hitch,
The snow's seeming closer as the days grow longer,
And once the longest day of the year pasts,
I know we'll still forge on through mountains.

Mount Everest will be jealous by the amount of people you've killed,
From your everlasting freezing weathered heart,
Maybe you didn't mean to but I won't allow myself to leave,
I'll put on some mountain boots and hike,
Up your slopes I will forge on.

The vices inside that repeat your new boot turned over,
How you've changed, my love, it's inspiring,
Even to the towering Himalayas,
I'll watch you eat some ***** snow before you spit it up,
You're starting to hate the taste and want some fresh ice,
I understand that you're getting too hot.

Mount Everest will be jealous by the amount of people you've killed,
From your everlasting freezing weathered heart,
Maybe you didn't mean to but I won't allow myself to leave,
I'll put on some mountain boots and hike,
Up your slopes I will forge on.
Skyler M Sep 2019
Polar cold
citrus sold/paper rolled
Viper told
silver poles/vindication mold
Bottle mound
laundry sound/bonded found
Caution round
doggy pound/Carousel downed

It makes up you/pup
Link all into a cup

You venomous cub

It makes up you/pup
Link all into a cup

You venomous cub

It makes up you/pup
Link all into a cup

You venomous cub

It makes up you/pup
Link all into a cup

You venomous cub
Skyler M Sep 2019
Potholes, I'm swerving in and out,
Botched lips, hooked on tripping n' falling,
Taught ya', that you're perfectly alright,
The way that you are.

Stop the sound of unsatisfaction.

Passenger seat, I know that it's you,
Asking her again, "Talk to me again, dear."
Massacred eyes, the confusion doesn't scare me,
Cause you're the best that I've got.

Stop the sound of unsatisfaction.

Unwell boy, went to the acute again,
Sell everything, this stress will be undone,
Now yell, I won't watch myself fall,
so I will hold onto you.
Skyler M Jul 2019
Half-alive, dragging ourselves through the trees,
Our legs seem to be missing.
They might be up and living our dreams,
I can feel the thorns scrape my elbows,
Can you feel it too?

Verify if you're real with a wave of a white flag,
From the depths of the undergrowth,
We're getting scratched up by unforgiving roots.

When the blue moon sets over the horizon,
The sun starts to rise and I'm left alone,
The thoughts in my head leave me to be,
Is this good? I don't really know.
I've spent a good portion of my life wondering if i'll even live past 18,
Though the background is static,
Everything in front seems to be happy to be here.

Verify if you're real with a wave of a white flag,
From the depths of the undergrowth,
We're getting scratched up by unforgiving roots.

Changing or cursing- either way,
It's a game we're done playing,
Our legs may be long gone,
Fortunately, you're right here,
So I'll stare at these stars until I figure out you're truly here to stay.
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