Broken bones and fractures
Bent crumbling structures
Crawling hellish monsters
Hungry circling vultures
He never foresaw this rupture

The blood in his veins becomes venomous
Vehemently vicious and villainous
Vivid visions of violent vivisections
Vincent is extremely livid
Once virtuous as a ******
Once vainglorious but now just vestigial
Everything vast turns vaporous

If God was a poet he'd write about his feelings
About how for the longest time he felt lonely
All alone in the fabric of time and space
Nobody to share his days with

If God was a poet he'd write about his immortality
About how he's destined to never die
For him that day is never coming
To him maybe it feels like a curse

If God was a poet he'd write about death
About all the carcasses and corpses
He won't do a thing about it
He understands that part of the journey is the end

If God was a poet he'd write about love
How two random strangers come to be inseparable
One feeling he/she cant be without the other
But the purest love he'd say comes from a mother

i think of you
i think of your kiss half cigarette, half peachy

i think of you
i think of your touch half soft like a cotton candy, half flowing like an ocean

i think of you
i think of your words half drunk, half heavenly

All our gods are deaf and mute
They can't hear our prayers or maybe they do but choose not to answer
All my friends are strangers
Just people I pass time with but never really open up to
All my senses are numb
Addicted to social media, forget about thin white lines
All my bones are brittle
I will run to you even if I break each and every one
All boys are the same
But you'd be surprised the lengths she'd go to, to impress a **** who doesn't deserve her
All control is just an illusion
So maybe just let go and go with the flow
All my best days are ahead
One day I will die but each day before that I will live

You said to yourself that you were done for
All the while tears welled up in your eyes
But you must not give in
You must not give up
The world owes you happiness after all you've been through
You must live ,so as to one day claim it
And I promise that day will feel like heaven, eternal rest
Your reward for all those storms and tests