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You were there
To put me right
When I was going wrong
Times when I was weak
You were there
To make me strong.
You were there
To keep me sheltered
From rain and heavy storms
A guiding light that shone
From the day that I was born.
You were the hand upon my shoulder
The wisdom from above
And now I have grown into a man
Your legacy is love.

I've asked questions that should not have answers,
And have dreamt they were never real.
I've fallen in love with ideas
Too perfect to ever feel.
My impossible expectations
Of moments I cannot steal;
Chilling, life, what day is it?
Will I ever make a sound?

When a gun is pointed at you,
you are afraid of the gun,
not the one who
points it
at you.
                                                            ­                    *We aren't afraid of people,
                                                         ­                      but to the thoughts that have
                                                                ­                                            come alive
                                                           ­                                                 into            ­                                                                 ­                               words.

because he is a successful man
because he wears a suit and tie
everybody, let's rally around
we should listen to that guy
-
-
-
because he lives in a cardboard box
because he just wants to die
everybody, let's look away
we should ignore that guy

Apathy
is not
pathetic.

Apathetic
is
nothing less than pandemic.
But
nothing less common
than soles wearing out
between hot, molten asphalt
and the swellling skin.

you've been begging to just cave in.

But I can't live and not care.
Fiction is nothing to compare-
except all of the scenery that matters.

A horizon is subjective.
So the billboards
and the spider chords
have still taught me nothing.

I am opening my eyes to the green.
I am shaking like a lantern unseen.
I am a seed
planted on top of a building
waiting for sunlight.

I was leaning over the railings
Of your condominium's 11th floor fire exit.
It was a beautiful night, just a clear sky
Filled with stars.
I was smoking then while
You were just standing right behind me,
I leaned a little bit more.
You told me to stand back
"Aren't you scared?"
I told you that i have conquered
My fear of heights
Long before we spoke again
After weeks of complete silence.
I wasn't lying.
I wasn't afraid of falling—
dying anymore.
But that morning,
Your hands around my waist,
Lips on the nape of my neck
Just breathing,
I drowned.
My throat closed up,
My lungs filled with your scent,
My heart got heavier.
Your touch wasn't supposed to make me
Feel every inch i loved about you.
I was falling again,
Dying for your love;
I thought i have conquered my fear.

"Aren't you scared?"
Terrified.