i am watching life and
it's running so fast and

it goes up toward the
pure white stars and
the brown dirt

the blue sky

the black night

but i'm melting
burning
freezing

my mind is too tired to sleep
but it's too drunk to run.

love
the
way
you smile

and chirp
each morning
and
the way
it makes me want to sing too

How sad the wind howls tonight,
how lonely.
It calls to my waiting ears through the window.
How long must I wait for the time to come
and how far must I go?
Does it call to you?

How long must my feet tread,
how long on this path should I head,
how long must I await the call,
for how long on my knees must I crawl?

Does it call to you,
for how long does it call to you?

How long until I’ve gone mad,
how long ‘til I hear the bell?
I have heard a swan’s song through the mist,
and how long will I be missed?
Do you hear my song?
Will you answer when I call?

How far it is until this path ends,
how far until this road fails?
How long have you heard its song?
And how long did you ring the bell?
Do you hear the ringing bell?
How long will it trill?

How long ‘til journeys end?
How long will you be my friend?
Why does the wind call to me,
And for how long must I wail?
Does the wind call for you?
Does it sound lonely?

the voices inside
my head told me to love
you

i watched you turn to dust
saying nothing
my eyes screamed for you

"I'll have a whiskey,
ginger ale on the side."
is what he says
i don't even thinks he know
what the reference is

who

w h o

who are

w h o  a r e  

who are you

w h o  a r e   y o u

I remember it now
Coming back to me after a small lifetime of years.

In the schoolyard after class.
A sparkle in the corner of my eye,
So shiny.

A broken bottle
A shard of glass
So pretty
I picked it up

Will anybody notice?
Will anybody see?

Nobody noticed.

Jealous of a classmates bandage
Their war wound, scarred while living life
Having fun.

Squeezing the glass until it breaks the skin
Red
Red red red
Blood blooming blossoming so beautiful

But it hurts so bad.

Why was I jealous of blood?

I have more now anyway,
My own scar from living life.