Stark shadows haunt me,
dark lies shudder and sweat blood,
maybe I'm alone.

I'm not crying because of him, I'm crying because I'm not good enough for him.

sitting in a public restroom
on a toilet, with your headphones
Listening as people come and go
Without the strength to get up

Ever watchful,
the third man
and we knew
there was one
that
always followed on
behind

snow blind,
but able to see
the future paths
laid out for me.

i want to get high in foreign cities
travel to places i have yet to lay my eyes on
pack a bag and take off, my only motive to feel free
i want to kiss lovers on pavement my toes have never touched
beneath trees rooted with legends in their leaves
ensuring everlasting love
and i want to feel light, rather than weighed down
anchored to one small town
i want to drop everything and get away
to places where time is altered
and the stars are always present
whether it be in the night sky or people's eyes
i want to fall in love with strangers, cities, and scenes
i crave so deeply to feel free
to start anew

but at the same time
i want you to come too

s.s