Lights is everywhere
But why I can't see it
I'm not blind
There's light in sky
There's light in the wall
There's light in the room
Lights is everywhere
Did I'm in the only one in the dark?

(m.i)

your eyes once were the shade of blue
the way the sky looks
before the sun gives way to the moon

but they are black as midnight now
the starless sky, pitch-dark
oh, what did i do?
did i cause this to you?

your wings, broad and strong
flew me to paradise and back
and to everywhere my feet can’t take me

but you’re featherless now
flightless and short of harbor
oh, fly, please, fly again
feel the wind and fly back to me once more
*
but i’m still broken, darling,
i don’t deserve your loving

Always I am
waiting
waiting
waiting
for the right time
to tell you all the
words I have stored
behind my teeth
and in the pockets
of all my sweaters.
It's just that I'm so
sure the sun speaks
out of your mouth,
that you will be the
only person who will
swallow my sentences
immediately after I've
said them so they
don't have time to
float away into
outer space where
Pluto and all of my
other lost loves are
orbiting. My
greatest fear is that
you'll stop holding
me like my hands
are made of the
Milky Way and
instead like the
love I'm capable of
giving you is simply
measured with the
spoon I use to stir
my peppermint tea.
I have stumbled
tripped
tumbled
into the atmosphere
of your smile, been
dragged under by the
waves of your breath
on my neck in the
earliest hours of
the morning. I ask
only that you keep
loving my arms that
aren't strong, keep
watching me like I
taught the sky how
to make rain
(because I'll never
stop watching you
that way.)

It's the bends.
It's always the bends.
You don't see them

But they're coming.

They're always coming
No matter where:
High or low,
Near or far.

Nowhere is impossible for them to reach

They're coming.
The cars.
They zoom past at the speed of light.
You will never see them
But they're coming.

They're
The last sound you'll hear,
A sudden loud honk
And you'll drop dead.
That's how death will sound like, yes,

A loud honk.

Oh, do you hear
The other sounds?
Hear all the people
Screaming, yelling,
Even the quiet ones,
Hahahaha...

Silently mocking you.

Prepare yourself,
Brace yourself.

RUN.

Hear that?
Oh look, you're breathing's getting
Faster and
Faster and
Faster.

You're going to die, mate.
Going. To. Die.

Run.
Run.
Run.

But oh wait,
You can't

Oh here it is,
This is how you die:
Heart beats faster,
Lungs expand quicker,
Vision goes blurry.

Remember the bends...
Remember the people...

If they know,
They will tell the psychiatrist.
The psychiatrist must never know.
No, no, no...

They'll **** you.
Wipe your brain clean.
Everyone will be gone.
You don't want that.

No, psychiatrist... no...

No.

You were the dream, I never wanted to wake up from,
I loved having you in my life and how my life had become.
I wish you knew, how much you meant to me,
My heart and soul belonged to you, they were no longer free.
Although I knew your heart and soul would never be mine,
But if there ever was just a slight chance, I hoped God would give me a sign.
I loved having your friendship, it meant everything to me,
And I hoped that you were not sorry.
I only wished you stayed apart of my life and didn't leave,
You were the one I hoped to always trust and believe.
Honesty and loyalty were what I saw when I look into your gorgeous eyes,
There was something about you that made me feel the way I did,
I seemed to be able to say what I felt with you.
That's something I thought I'd never be able to do with anyone,
And it scared me so much, that sometimes I just wanted to run.
I feared the worst all the time, I didn't know why,
But then I did, if only I could say it was a lie.
I often wish I could be someone else, other than me,
Someone of great beauty inside and out, and not just for me to see.

i used to hate sundays,
but sometimes you hold
my hands in the pews
at church and i think that
i've been saved in more
ways than one