i feel like i'm floating away and the metaphors and lies are the only things that stay grounded
and all the empty promises are not getting counted
but how can i be honest when the words feel like puzzles where the pieces never fit?
i'm so tired of feeling like i'm drowning in my ********
i've written a bucket full of poems about me and you,
but not of them feel real, feel true.
the true metaphors and phrases that i need to sew together are sailing on a pirate ship
in terrifying weather
and they're lost at sea
but please
if you could just forget all the thoughts that bloom because of me then maybe
you'll be happy.
i'd anchor myself to the creaveses of your brain if i had the courage
and didn't pretend to love pain
but you're a story i'm too scared to finish
but i'll let you be my shooting star
when the day is at last diminished.
Jan 13, 2013
Jan 13, 2013 at 6:14 PM UTC
i feel like i'm floating away and the metaphors and lies are the only things that stay grounded
and all the empty promises are not getting counted
but how can i be honest when the words feel like puzzles where the pieces never fit?
i'm so tired of feeling like i'm drowning in my ********
i've written a bucket full of poems about me and you,
but not of them feel real, feel true.
the true metaphors and phrases that i need to sew together are sailing on a pirate ship
in terrifying weather
and they're lost at sea
but please
if you could just forget all the thoughts that bloom because of me then maybe
you'll be happy.
i'd anchor myself to the creaveses of your brain if i had the courage
and didn't pretend to love pain
but you're a story i'm too scared to finish
but i'll let you be my shooting star
when the day is at last diminished.
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