slowly time is letting go,
but i just want you to know,
that I’m hurting without you
eyes turning bluer than blue
all i can do is cry to sleep
hoping my memories you’ll keep
short breaths,tenderness is crawling into stress, with this mess,i couldn’t love you any less, incapability, has brought me down to my knees, and definitely has turned to just maybe, and i sink and sink and sink.
the owl at night heard a cry
it came from no other than i
as i wipe my tears,
i can’t let go of these fears
and the deer and antelope play.
and they say that we may not fit in this tray, but my scars send them away.
if i had the time, I’d press rewind, id find the line and make it better this time.
i awake and there you are,
i dreamt you went too far,
and i smile in my tears,
i guess they were only fears
that crumble so deep
in this heart that you keep
hold me again for the other times
that i had lost my mind.

hard times...and love...
something is twitching in the vine,
the scabs are itching all the time,
the bite taken was hardly a question,
eyes awaken to all lies of affection.
show me light in a deep dark cave,
start a fight that doesn’t end in a grave.
plant a foundation that is dependable,
if your situation is really commendable.
say great, helpful things and mean it.
instead your word seems to cheat it.
forget to love, love to forget,
covet me like we never met,
crave me like I’ll fix your debt,
just love me more and we’ll be set.
i still remember that you bite your lips alot,
and at one time your only religion was pot,
and the only closure that i ever got
was i knew that we never fought.
i see you all the time carrying a baby,
the thought of it makes me a little crazy
next time i say it won’t phase me,
your memory will come and chase me.
you weren’t a good girl all the time,
but everything with me was fine
even soft lies aren’t too kind
but with me you crossed the line.
i always wondered if you really loved me,
like no one would ever be above me„
but with my second or my third plea
somehow i knew we’d never be.
i treble in fear of death, only to land on the ground barely safe, not that far of a stretch, I’m safe but it doesn’t feel like the case.
terrors of many kind rot inside my mind.
yet the only killing I’ve committed was time
i wander around my tear drop pond,
i keep telling myself, ” nothing is wrong”
in the pit of my doubt i search harder
maybe what’s wrong is my state of wander.
dreams come and go like chills on my neck
but for me, my dreams have lost their respect.
in the straw i see wolf hair rising.
i got bit but it’s not that surprising
let’s wake up on the side walk.
and draw a clock with our chalk.
lets talk about how you and i
try to fly in the high skies of lies.
this is how i understand lighting
cuz all my life I’ve been fighting
for your certain electric love. and it sends me higher above.
when your heart pounds like thunder.
animal am i and you’re the hunter
so when you see the wolf hair rise. you’ll know its me by the grey eyes.
