Give me one truth to hold onto
cause I’ve been wishing on stars
higher than my expectations
My maybe stars and mostly flames
but they always fall down like hail
and leave bruises on my shoulders
already riddled with red spots
left by my bad habits and self hate
And bruises mostly stay longer than you want them to
talking about your weakness to strangers you’ve never met
It’s the same with hickeys and sunburns, but aren’t they all reminders
that yesterday your heart sang into another being
or ocean waves crashed into your ankles
and I know your eyes light up when that music starts
so don’t try to deny your vulnerability
You know, most of us been waiting for our lives to begin
for as long as we can remember
hoping and hanging onto daydreams
of inner peace and finally having love
but the smallest nighttime erases them
and our whispers are lost in the cracks of thunder
just like
every other wonder of every other lover I have
and all those lovers are stifled by each other’s unspoken phrases
and the rumble in the back of your head that chokes out
“don’t make a fool of yourself” “your words can’t carry your heart” “you will only end up embarrassed”
Why are we all so embarrassed?
When our beautiful friends stand in front of us blossoming as wide as a montana sky
and you stand there with a gate constraining your compassion like you’ve never cried yourself to sleep
But I have been both the guilty and the ashamed
and the only certainty I can give
is to speak your truth
or else wonder if you’re wishing on satellites
Apr 1, 2013
Apr 1, 2013 at 12:25 AM UTC
Give me one truth to hold onto
cause I’ve been wishing on stars
higher than my expectations
My maybe stars and mostly flames
but they always fall down like hail
and leave bruises on my shoulders
already riddled with red spots
left by my bad habits and self hate
And bruises mostly stay longer than you want them to
talking about your weakness to strangers you’ve never met
It’s the same with hickeys and sunburns, but aren’t they all reminders
that yesterday your heart sang into another being
or ocean waves crashed into your ankles
and I know your eyes light up when that music starts
so don’t try to deny your vulnerability
You know, most of us been waiting for our lives to begin
for as long as we can remember
hoping and hanging onto daydreams
of inner peace and finally having love
but the smallest nighttime erases them
and our whispers are lost in the cracks of thunder
just like
every other wonder of every other lover I have
and all those lovers are stifled by each other’s unspoken phrases
and the rumble in the back of your head that chokes out
“don’t make a fool of yourself” “your words can’t carry your heart” “you will only end up embarrassed”
Why are we all so embarrassed?
When our beautiful friends stand in front of us blossoming as wide as a montana sky
and you stand there with a gate constraining your compassion like you’ve never cried yourself to sleep
But I have been both the guilty and the ashamed
and the only certainty I can give
is to speak your truth
or else wonder if you’re wishing on satellites
Intended to be spoken word
