I must apologise for myself, dear friend,
for my self worth is not by means, but through the end.
I can't fully nor slightly dare alter my past,
You're so well adjusted, while I'm just aghast.
Issues and problems, I self destruct on a dime,
All the forevers were nevers, this and all times.
Only you know what's real and what's been unsaid,
But I will know, what's drowning and what's been misread.
I am what the players play, insecure up above
One of the hopefuls, musicians and lechers do love
No talks with my father, or walks with my mother,
I'm broken like the rest of you, we're one another.

We'll walk beside the highway, firey-footed steeds, left in town
You'll never pain me again til voices wake and us we drown

We'll walk beside the highway, firey-footed steeds, left in town
You'll never pain me again til voices wake and us we drown

Subas como una fumada
los mil grullas de papel
nunca te engancharas

Yo ilumino la noche
con linternas
en su nombre
nunca cae.

Me raias.
Nunca vuevlo
Nunco volo.
Solo te
miras en el cielo.

When I see the adolescent men
and women who surround me,
I pray that my children will never
be like me.
Perhaps growth takes pain,
and mistakes
but please never
be like me.
Never be enraptured by drugs or
live only for your happiness
but also never live for only someone elses
or
be like me.
Please don't rebel,
I want to be able to joke and cry
as you grow old.
I always hated the books
of broken childhoods.
Please don't be like me.

Inconsolable truth:
there is no visible reminder to my invisibility.
I lay under the blank sky,
the snow and clouds seamless at the horizon.

I am white, buried in myself
And I think:
“This would not be a bad way to go”.
Falling asleep in red blue and green.

sometimes i may have used you as a
disclaimer:
"someone always likes you"
maybe that's true.
however today
sitting with my sheets and the floor lamp,
the world hates me.
but i also hate the world.

They ruined you, took your iridescence and fled.
Oh beautiful darling why’d you have to bed
even all the kings horses and all the kings men,
could never think to put you back together again.

Oh should the ground start falling from your feet
and I could not stand by you knee to knee,
I’d pick a flower and sit in your clothes,
and hug myself until my arms get cold.

Close my eyes and pretend you’d be here,
wake into  dreams as you so swift appear.
Your arms wrapped round me like a proper gent,
I’d breathe, shivering, into you content

I’d kiss you squarely first soft on the mouth
and pray you’d kiss me back as I go south.