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

you send me good morning texts
when i'm three hours into my shift

you should know
not just anyone can look over my shoulder
and leap into the mind of a stranger
years away
inches closer
and while i admire your resolve
and your self-confidence
i'm asking you to step away and
leave me in peace because when
i open the eye on the back of my head
it's not you i want to see
i'm sorry

You took a white soul
and made it blue

Everyone's busy
All the time
Too choked up on pleasure
To hear the calls

when the air is cold
but the sun beats brightly
i am caught in the middle
of a land war between
two perfectly balanced forces
wherein my body
is the battlefield and
my mood is the spoils

I am a piece of pottery and the
Earth is my wheel as it revolves around the sun
and those who speak to me dig their fingers into
my skin, shaping me into something new

Each jump of the second hand on my watch
is a chance to die or live more fully, another
chance to more perfectly realize what
choice I have in the matter

The love I feel for myself is constant; it is the
coast and the emotions I feel for those around me
must ebb and flow so life can spring forth as blood
from a tear

My God is the belief that in a year's time everything
will be better, and my Devil is the sinking fear of the
opposite

No love for the poor
No mercy for the dying
Our only hope is to steal from
the opulent and send their
souls up flying

It's all in what
I never said

a more foolish me would
change his definition of happiness
to trick himself into loving you

you are a tapestry and when i touch you my fingers come away
dripping with thick oil

each night i see your finest threads turn to ropes of gasoline;
you are a spark away from going up in flames

i want to drop a match

i want to see you burn

i built a hair trigger **** switch
on our union without really
meaning to

i'm too careful
or terrified
depending on my mood

i'm sorry you have to deal
with my mood swings and
my lingering depression

i can't stop reminding you that
the sun brings out the best in me
and that if we are just a little more
patient everything will be better

i'm done waiting

i need the summer now

headlights illuminate
cherry blossoms kicked up
by a late night breeze
dancing in the moonlight

a forever
competition

i glide through the dark
soundless & frictionless
free to observe
and think

i walk through old memories
lost in the blossoms
stopped only by
road signs

I'd rather be drunk in your arms
depending on someone beside myself
for once

I want soft lights and sweet water on
my lips, red from kissing yours, eyes
half-shut with relief

I see gentle dreams indistinguishable
from reality, my hands on your skin,
fingers loose and muscles lax

Growing high like ivy,
not easily removed,
many years in the making,
the love I feel for you is taut
and unbreakable

I can't fall anymore
so all that's left to do
is try some more

Lock and load, shut the door and
hide the guns

We're gonna to wait this one out

Baby, I do
Hold me when the lights go out
Kiss me when our ears bleed
Show your battle scars;
It's time we feel something new

There's blood on your breath
and ice in your heart
and I hate to see you fall apart
but life is born from death
and this is only the beginning

We're gonna wait this one out

O footprints in newly-fallen snow;
you were set by feet long dead
Long have I wished to meet your
master.

For once, I'm warm in bed and
tired not because I'm a terrible
suitor to friendship but because
I walked two miles and gave up
halfway through

It wasn't a bad kind of giving up,
I just realized walking alone in
80-degree weather probably isn't
great for my physical health

I feel so good being myself;
I feel so comfortable without a crush
and I've got good music in my ears and
a good friend at my shoulder, and
all I need to be happy is all
I've got with me right now

like all your **** as if you are the one
i can hear in your heart and your mind that you're done
i want you to see me like more than dead weight
boy nothing on my end but leftover faith

Everybody deserves to be happy
Since we were born to live and
Since evil people are just discontent

we died just after the start of march
and the sun was rising
spring was born

i found beauty in loss
i'm still in your heart and
you in mine

i'm ashamed to say i feel weakness
when you cross my mind but i
wouldn't have it any other way

Comforting words drift down from the window and I'm hanging by one finger and no rope falls down. No hand to catch me. My ears are burning, flaming, like dying candles. The voice is soft and I sense no worry. No idea that I'm about to plummet.

I fall at last and the voice is gone and I'm alive.

Yo, how the **** did I do that?

I set myself up as a
piece of art and God
took my soul as commission

pull don't push
to reflect on the glass
several months removed
realize what you lost
and what you gained

how your ambition changed
how the light has brightened
how before you never knew
and now you're wiser

to know that water is
air to the creatures in the
sea and that this is the
act of inhaling when asleep

we see best when our eyes are closed
but you're too afraid to try it