Caged in glass,
*Can you see thru to the other side?
Wake up, love, the sun shines
Let your dreamy eyes' gaze align.
Could you hear her scream at night?
Wretched Pandora gives no peace of mind.
But dont you cry, love, because after the rain
Comes the rainbow, no more fright.
You hang in there, beautiful
And I'll come before the sun kisses the ground.
I'll make my way into your fortress
And steal you away at night.
Pandora awakens,
But no spell of hers can keep us apart.
Don't you cry, love
This knight will not falter.
There's no wall too high,
Nor a sword too sharp.
No dream too impossible,
Or battles unbeatable.
Hang in there, love,
I'll be there,
*Before the sun kisses the ground.

I took it and
swallowed my aches down with
three cubes of sugary smiles while
digging up six feet of dirt
shoving it in without a proper funeral, but
now it's come back.

it's nearer than we think.
we swear under our breaths
and see blisters before they form, but
we just need to pick our feet up
and start
walking.

the sun didn't rise today.
it kissed the earth,
warm and slow
casting a soft tangerine
on the rice fields, while
woodland songs hummed and
grandmothers slept.

waking up is a beautiful thing.

she carries herself as if
she is made of coal
but when she
picks up her pen, she
vomits diamonds, but
they don't shine bright enough for her to see.

this morning I realized
how much I
ex
hale
breathing                                          o   ­     u         t
everything my tongue biting hides.

maybe I should start writing my mind.

sometimes you need to
see the world as if
you're waking up for the
      f
i         r
s
                     t


time.

all your mistakes are now mine, all
your mistakes are now mine, all your
mistakes are now mine, all your mistakes
are now mine, all your mistakes are
now mine, all your mistakes are now
mine, all your mistakes are now mine

all
your mistakes
are now

**mine.