Sigh is not born from weariness,
Rather a sense that things have settled
Before they're shaken up again

A moment of rest before the rest I
Must come to weather

An instant of respite before I
Must face a lying world again

And Sigh will culminate at this
Time next year but its truth
Will follow me forever

I'm writing this on my phone and by now
I'm hoping you can pick up on my mythos
Like how my number is my name
And how skies and geometry are closely intertwined

I love and
I live
And that is my resolution
For this year and every
One that comes after it

We could be monsters
If we tried hard enough

Remember when two people worked together
To ruin a song for me?

Because on both ends of the balancing rod,
They gave a new meaning to the word insane
And I learned to avoid those younger than me

Don't destroy our safe haven
Because it ****** you up a bit

I don't click

I'm a healer when I get attached
But now I'll try to limit that

I love music from every era but the
Past is most comfortable to me

I make tributes to those whom I love
But I remove them when times change

My only love is brotherly

When we begin to recycle titles,
Apathy with the past becomes apparent

When the heat rises up in my chest and I
Feel that anger again, I hate that it's so easy
To mistake it for love when there's no
Affection but only hatred for myself

All I can do now is turn up the volume
And wait it out

All I can do now is lean into my pity party,
Light the candles and close the shutters
Make love to the music