when you pull away
I hope you breathe
in fertile space
birthing trueyou
however I know
your patterns now:
when it gets hard, you
often coat confusion
rage and anguish
in diversion skin
grabbing angels
(or lost souls)
obscuring view
I may be obtuse
but you upperhand
with blinders
though I like to think
you're going full lotus
you may just be
escapist frolicking
in the park
do what you got to
open all the doors
that beckon you
I did
and will
(when the U co-signs)
their insides brim
invitations to
lessons or
blissings
walk with honor
next to them
just don't forget
the who you knew
beyond skin
the one you love and resist
for the same reason
prismatic eyeing
searing through
Grade A hiding
new school gypsy
alpha span omega
altared fēniks uprising
Mar 20, 2017
Mar 20, 2017 at 8:45 PM UTC
when you pull away
I hope you breathe
in fertile space
birthing trueyou
however I know
your patterns now:
when it gets hard, you
often coat confusion
rage and anguish
in diversion skin
grabbing angels
(or lost souls)
obscuring view
I may be obtuse
but you upperhand
with blinders
though I like to think
you're going full lotus
you may just be
escapist frolicking
in the park
do what you got to
open all the doors
that beckon you
I did
and will
(when the U co-signs)
their insides brim
invitations to
lessons or
blissings
walk with honor
next to them
just don't forget
the who you knew
beyond skin
the one you love and resist
for the same reason
prismatic eyeing
searing through
Grade A hiding
new school gypsy
alpha span omega
altared fēniks uprising
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