it’s like lightning surging through my brain
from head to toe it’s electrifying
with each step it’s like an earthquake
shattering my bones filled with poison
that I just can’t seem to get enough of
with strength greater than my kryptonite
it’s shaking all of my insides
nostalgia swarms my body and i’m trapped
under the clouds lost in an endless nightmare

a.d

the glass shatters - but i don’t cringe
for i seem to be familiar with the sound.
i walk on by and step over the pile of
the broken mess but i’ve been here before.

it’s deja vu and i fall - just like i expected
and shake like the oceans roar getting up.
my mind always goes numb around this part
but instead i get up and brush it off.

then i think ahead - to when these little
minor scrapes will heal, soon enough.
now it’s getting a little easier to get by
but i still trip over shards from time to time.

a.d

the patter of the rain drops
on my window is like the sound
of a hundred symphonies
leaving me without words
and my mind at peace

the rain, it races down the pane
and carries all of my thoughts
down and drips to a puddle
that gathers up my stolen words
as my breath fogs up the glass

i close my eyes and listen to
the faint murmur of rainfall
oh, the sensation i feel pumping
through my bright indigo veins
when i feel the pleasant patter
through my electrified senses

Gaea oh how you never fail
to impress my embodied soul
whether it be the bliss of rain
or the beams of happiness
protruding from Heilos

the adrenaline and crave for
such beautiful nature
i deem continuously endless
is incomparable to anything
i’ve witnessed in my time

may the flowers forever sway
in elegance, and the birds soar
with impeccable grace. this
such beauty shall never decay
together with my soul intertwined

a.d

when your heart aches for mine,
simply look up at the moon and know
i’ll be looking at it too

a.d

it’s not really the same
to feel your foreign touch
with strange hands on my body
it’s not like what i’m used to

i can tell by your gentle touch
that you’ve been through a lot
they shake like a tree’s flourescent
leaves and move down me like its
steady, swaying trunk

soon those unfamiliar hands
became my everyday craving
their loving movements make me
feel like i’m at home again

but it’s a new home and there’s
a beloved new doormat before the door
there’s new people in the home and
they are learning how to breathe again

but the house needs a little work
with its old patchy walls and
cracked, worn down counter tops
the leaky sink drips to her fast pulse

the house was so new to them
it was a new place to start again
to be able to smile without faking it
to see past the wear-and-tear
and just smile and gaze out of
those beautiful bay windows

a.d

your lips are like the stars
with heaven dancing upon them
in front of the window, counting cars
little fingers fiddling with your hem

the moon rises into the blue skies
and the sun sinks and sets for the day
I turn to look at you, batting my eyes
to see that smile takes my breath away

a.d

you walked into my life and showed me what it was like to fly in the stars but one day i choked you with the truth so you shot me down. months passed and you kept me dangling on the edge of a tightrope wondering if you were going to cut the rope or shoot me back up in the sky. i burned that rope myself on the day i knew you shared your breath in bed with a girl who had fire in her eyes. i couldn’t get that fire out of my head for months. with tears in my eyes and a shattered heart i watched as you showed her how to fly with your glistening emerald eyes. i’d run home heartbroken and throw up to that stupid fire that swallowed you. And still i cringe with every flicker of that fire i see in the corner of my eye from time to time.