It feels like walking on
the wrong side of the street
to know what I don't want
and the one I want
could rather belong to me
but to the other side of the world.

Sometimes things are so clear,
It's so much easier if I'm out of touch
I won't lend , the evil it might seem,
by chance on my feet standing up.

Like a negative, reversed I see
a simple truth in backlit design
that you'll always mean to me,
nonetheless, that I'm alive.

I'm too simple, as a stone,
***** and accidentally cast
like anything from my hands,
So easily dropping and lone.

So detached, millions miles away
where I collected shifting dreams
I don't expect you to understand.
Lows to forgive and highs to save,
Either I belong among mood swings.

Only turning the tide it could shut the door
so why this shiver down my spine?
I'm used to overthink, what's that for?
Bad habits ain't go rubbing my eyes,
like a cruel crack in my lips, though,
It hurt almost any time I got to smile.

Truth is I can't stand my days,
fool geometry of no tomorrow,
unsteady, lying under the waves
and no more than low or narrow
my body hadn't but should find that place.

As hollow as a hurricane
that must pass through but be mindful,
when feelings rise up their head
before winter wind they turn into blue,
like a runaway horse put at bay
as for now just biting dust and dew.

Stop me or ride on, just take my hand...
Slow burn, simply starting from the end.

A dream I have
.. to be closer to u

to wake up ...
and find u in my arms

... and make out

If my circle of love
Is not in sync

I will skip a beat
to get out of my lync
and into yours

.. slowing down my time
to stay intertwined

Cracked ****** lips plastered to the street
I'm kissing the pavement of our old avenue
Whispering to the pebbles, tracing the path of our feet
Biting my tongue once more, just to get a taste of you
I'd say that I've cut my heart open again,
But I wouldn't want to bore you with my poetic cliché
If you must know, I'm draining myself through this pen
And my lungs still carry that eighty-year-old ache

Broken bones crushed and swept under the rug
I shattered in your arms the night you turned away
Collapsed my own sanity, you disappeared with a shrug
Even my monsters had nothing condescending left to say
I'd tell you that I missed you, but that would be a petty lie
I only miss the part of myself that you so effortlessly stole
Consider this your thank you note, our delicate goodbye
I hope you're content, and thank you again for this huge ******* hole.

Coming in waves, melting hearts along her path,
No disregard for chilled cores, none for her wrath,
Benevolent beauty, Malevolent laugh,
Fronts sweeping through, observe the aftermath,
Nonexistent guilt, none in regret,
Blazing through cities, bringing in sweat,
Bringing storms in her wake, the cold desired,
Her aurora, she burns; hotter than fire,
Submit; we do, lay low until shes’ pass,
Igniting the air, inhale not the vapors of gas,
Board up our homes, prevent her from getting in,
Inevitable demise, no use shes going to win,