(Kiss, **** and Hold)
I fall in and out of love like it’s nothing,
but I get torn apart like it’s everything.
Simple,
so simple…
Like adding and subtracting...
I’m a fraction
of what I’d like to be...
To be me as a hole
wouldn’t even come close to the wholeness
of the other human being.
You begin within a dream
I end upon awakening
and it’s all the same again…
I wished a world away
and made the other uneven.
Words written in pavement tell me to know who...
Graffiti on bricks tell me what kind of terror comes next…
I’m looking back at grinding noises
and forgiving someone that might not even notice…
Well I tell myself something to another that hears my echo.
I’m inappropriate and hurt a budding flower
and the suffering of tomorrow is now what I’m after.
It was only my self deprecating
laughter that made my sorrow not bother.
I don’t believe in fodder,
but cold fingers hurt warm flesh
and make a nervousness
less like a jump
and more of a grab
to keep me at bay…
It’s not that I came too close,
but she’s scared away…
Anyway.
More or less we still exist…
Not saying it’s completely useless,
but I wait like the rest,
or I fail the test...
I almost try my best,
but what can you expect
when I never wanted any of this.