Circling the water
I find myself a halve
Of what's left to be the world
A bright star so far
I can only reach within this small shine
A speck consisting of nothing more than myself
A thought and a shape
Air can lift me but with what wind?
Seasons clash
And I'm still so adorned with the lost
Not accompanied with myself
To whom I bear to look through
Circling the water

I’ll hate the way I breathe till I taste your skin
And vaporize my longing within
To shadowed withdrawals, never has-been’s and never-will be’s.
I will make myself sick gazing into your multi colored, screen broken eyes
And stutter when you picture yourself in the gift I made you
Like I was a god, who handed you honey
To make you seem so dripping sweet.
I nearly drove off road to see your car
Parked where it always was, always will be
At least in my head, so I don’t fathom you changing,
But I stayed light
Painted my walls with lies and trapped your letters in a box
To show that I did possess restraint.
Yet all I can see is me, selfish in wanting and needing
Not respecting your box of loneliness,
Or whatever you have accomplished without my guidance.
I still crave the day you realize you were wrong,
While still mourning how horrid not truly knowing you was.

I think i’ll miss you till my sky’s not blue
But gold and green and purple hues
Of molten memories and stuttered i will’s, I can’t’s and i do’s.
Your handprint on my head, scratching and clawing and pampering
Remains true
To chain me to your handmade fence of fortitude
And let the sun blister me till i’m not sure it’s really you
Anymore.
Maybe i made too much sound in my sleep
I promise to lay still as death
If you weep on my bones
And listen for my cries of joy beyond your touches
I promise to love your breath so much that my insides turn to air
At the thought of you needing more.
I think i’ll love you till the morning’s through
When all that’s left to do is to bury myself in silk and stone
The dirt will whisper as its laid over my eyes
“It’s you, oh it’s you, how wonderful of a surprise.”