It's the nonesense that haunts me. The bits drifting in that don't add up. I'm gagging on the bits, it's killing me.
I am all the far flung dreams in me, the hopes that drive the need in me, the need to wake. Motivated.

I'm draining out the ***** water, refilling from purer streams. I'm working my way from right to left, pulling levers. Pressure's building, dust sifting from my imagination. I'm driving myself forward, pain no longer a distraction. The bits of me not fitting, will be drifting. I'm moving off, sailing out into the galactic tide, all the valence specks, frozen in space.

I am an extension, the ultimate manifestation, the unending arm of the universe. I am the cosmic Katana.

Time to queue up in the line again.
One more moment of wasted time,
is wasting mine away.

We've got too much time or not enough.
Remember how to breathe.
Once your chest rises gravity takes over,
we're not a beat away from the fire.
We could be two beats until,

We've got just enough time to spend.
Not enough time to waste.
Just enough to make it last,
until the music fades.

There's too much time or not enough.
Don't forget how to breathe.
Once your chest rises gravity takes over.
We are one heart beat away.
Just enough time, just enough.

I've been spiraling down for a long time now,
It's time to fly back up.
I'm over it, over it, over the *******.

It's time I stretched out of this skin I'm in,
I'm waking up, shaking myself
Into some kind of adulthood.

I've been living my life
as some superimposition sees fit
I'm over it, over it, don't need the *******.

It's time I shredded this skin I'm in
I'm waking up, shaking myself
into some kind of womanhood.

I am bleeding here, trapped within myself, a message from within myself. Am I the only one that sees it? Am I the only one crying in the dark? Let the sweet deep breath of death flow across my chapped, cracked, and blood soaked skin. Let the wave of peace break over me, hold me deep within myself until I find it. This is my cry to see the light of day. To be kissed by the wind, like silk on my naked back.

It is fear that drives us. Fear that keeps us here. Bound at the elbows, drinking deep, sleeping dark. We are fortunate to be so ignorant. Blissfully sleeping, wiling away the days, the nights, each hour a new dream painted for us. The steep climb, the incline, to reap our unfortunate fruit.

I would let the light burn off mourning. Allow the frost to melt away, seeking stars now suspended and unmoving. This timeless place deep inside. Not hollow, crowded with the bodies of my making. The people I am, the faces I have. Open eyed, just as trapped. I have tied myself to tight.

Yet here I am within myself, I can see you there too. Trapped in your own self induced shroud, just as pained. There will be a reunion among us. We will weep the wellspring, tears of joy. If only to see the light of day, to be kissed by the wind, like silk on our naked backs.

The storm is moving overhead,
the rain, coming down,
I've got nine floors to go.

Racing past elevator doors,
across the lobby,
to the street below.

I've been waiting for you,
waiting for the storm,
I'm chasing the rain.

I may be a fool to have waited.
The storm is long past,
The opportunity gone.

The rain drumming,
pounding on my skull,
just a memory.

As our heartbeat slows my attention goes,
To the feel of your hips against mine,
It's a fast tight curve, the wrong word,
Could shoot us off into the night.

I've a long way to go to hit bottom
Hold on tight if you've got 'em
It's a wild ride through the nights sky.

Something's missing,
I can't tell if you're here or far
You've got the right way,
I'll take the long way.

Looking up at you from the hole in my heart
I'll be looking for you in the middle
I've a long way to go

I don't have a whole lot to give,
Most of what I had was taken,
I've broken part, what's left of my heart.
Just leave me this piece,
This place to breathe.
I've take it to heart,
I'm alone now.
I'm too far gone down the road,
Just wait...
That's your cue to take the pieces and run.
I'm left with this shell of my self.
Creaking hinges on a dusty shelf.
The parts I've given away,
Are the sum of my failures,
My biggest mistakes,
So take these pieces left of me and run away.