They say when you think about someone you “like,” you get butterflies in your stomach.
When I first heard that, I laughed.
I don’t feel butterflies with you.
I feel a wildfire.          
Every word you spit is kindling to the scalding embers in my throat,        
welding my words into bars too heavy for my tongue to lift.                    
I scream fire yet you wouldn’t **** to put me out.
Sweet suffering;
The sickness in my stomach
Like eating too much ice cream at once        
And your heat is inescapable.
Why?
I don’t know
Why?
I don’t know.        
Why?
I don’t know!
Why?
I can’t!
Because the truth is: you could burn away every string of flesh in my body and I would still find 206 reasons to stay carved into the marrow of my bones.
You are not the exhilaration of the fall,
You are the sweat in my palms before I jump.
You are not the volume in my voice,
You are the way I bite my lip before I speak.
You are the finish line on a hot mid-day
And I am the last runner to finish.
If you are a wildfire,              
Then time is a pile of dead Autumn leaves
And we didn’t know any better.
One day I hope you look back and see all that you’ve burned.
There will be people who are rivers and streams and men in yellow
Who will drown you with words and water                
Because they’ve never seen red
And you will always be the only force in existence they cannot touch.
I think you will always be a wildfire
Even when I become a storm-cloud
And you are a timid flame.

'O cruel Death, give three things back,'
Sang a bone upon the shore;
'A child found all a child can lack,
Whether of pleasure or of rest,
Upon the abundance of my breast':
A bone wave-whitened and dried in the wind.

'Three dear things that women know,'
Sang a bhone upon the shore;
'A man if I but held him so
When my body was alive
Found all the pleasure that life gave':
A bone wave-whitened and dried in the wind.

'The third thing that I think of yet,'
Sang a bone upon the shore,
'Is that morning when I met
Face to face my rightful man
And did after stretch and yawn':
A bone wave-whitened and dried in the wind.

You wake up from your sleep
and remember all the bad memories.
The hurtful past you tend to keep,
the sad moments, you reminisce.

You were as blue as the ocean
darling, you drown in sadness.
You feel every emotion,
you think they fill in the emptiness.

But, I want to prove you wrong
and take your sorrows away.
I want you to be strong,
behind you, *I'll stay.

Sometimes it's hard to remain held together
Pulled in multiple directions at once
Feeling undone

We try to fool ourselves
Everything's good
We soldier on

Wanting to be a better person
Knowing you never will be
Not as good as we'd like to be


But we keep
Moving
Forward


Or at least we
Try

I'll tell you a story
Of a girl who desired
All the pain to wash away
She tells you her problems, but all you say
"Don't think that way"
Being told is not advice
Even though she agrees,
She cries.
You wonder why she feels this away,
But all you do Is stand and stare.

She thinks you don't care,
But you do, do you not?

Those four words
Don't help anymore
But shows her the way
To ending her fate.

Those four words don't
Guide her the way.
Telling is not saving,
But listening may.

Destroy your body
after you realize
you can't destroy your soul.
You will always be aware of your body, now.
This is a new world,
you've entered a new layer of yourself,
quite literally.
Remember to walk carefully
or you'll be bursting at the seams.
Keep that look out of your eyes
should someone be able to see through,
or worse: sympathize.
See the ones who know the feeling
must be avoided.
They are fragile, like you.
You would surely destroy them.
And, darling,
nobody wants sweep up
two broken people.

Who am I inside my own mind?
Deep inside the answer lies
I’m not sure what I’ll find
In the confines of my head

Throw away what’s fake
Forgive my mistakes

As I walk down this crooked street
It seems to narrow for me
My ego and my id
The infants and the old
Dividing house and home
Broaden my perception

I see more than what’s here
At last visions clear
Joy out weights my fears
Not everything’s black and white
No words for what I’ve seen
It’s all mine, it’s me

There’s always something more
Look further and examine
Find the truth, toss out the lies
And just enjoy your life

Take the blue or take the red
Take a trip inside your head
Are we living, living dead
Right is wrong and left is right
Yell and scream day is night
Beauty so serene

Hello goodbye nowhere somewhere
Going at your own pace, see the signs
The answers almost there
So clear
So near
My dear