your eyes look like sunset today

Like fine mature wine
Highly appreciated
Well recommended

It ended cause it should have.
It broke because it did.
I left because I had to.
It’s exactly what it is.
I feel nothing that I shouldn’t.
Because nothing needs to be fixed,
because there’s not a thing that’s broken,
because it is all that it is.
I’ll start over cause I have to.
I’ll move on because I should.
Because all of this means so much less
than all I thought it would.

i think i'm ready,
ready to get up and move.

we all strive for perfection,
and to not have any flaws;
though I find that flaws
are perfection
in it's truest form.

I'll play thief
To the home
Of a rich man
And steal
Malt for my
Bitterness and ale
For the happiness
That was kept
In the mug
Of paupers.

These ingredients
Are a lot cheaper
On sidewalks
But mansions store
The most flavorful:
Bitterness
From the source
That stings
On the plate
Of paupers.

i betray myself every night,
when i sneak off
and see you in my dreams.