the sun shines crookedly
into the cracks that beat the light
into my head
and i blink away the weather, but only for a moment
as i am temporary
and it is forever
and i feel like forever too when i'm walking down this road
but if i look behind
my footsteps disappear into the melting snow
and i know that i will fade
but how? i feel like concrete
man-made and unmoving
while the leaves crushed into my surface
by rain
are the transient ones
i will remain long after i am gone, if only in spirit
since my mind and my body
have not been friends for a long time
when the time comes, i will cast
that shadow from my skull
and my thoughts will be the weather
if i beat you to it
(i don't dare think that thought, just this one time)
will you hear me on the wind?
will you smile back at the sun?
you know that you're the reason
i can say those silent words
and yeah, it's a burden
but it will be you who makes the sun shine
and now i'm done with that morbid thought
words, make me eternal
let each scrap of paper ***** with my letters
speak the truth, and nothing but
the stupid truth
but is it so stupid?
the truth, to me
is becoming less of a fear
and more of a blessing
and sure, it's still a fear
since the blessing scares me
but the sun has become less of a shadow
and more of a light
and i'm pretty sure that's a sign
i'm pretty sure you're a sign
that i should wake up and go outside
it's a cool/warm feeling, ain't that the truth
