thoughts
Despite silent rain
on somber markings
that trickle down city drains
we walked along the moon spill
wailing into our spirits
hungry for courage and chance
Meeting in alkaline waters
caught between the bargain
of a person's rank or mystery
It's all such lies
that people tell you
day by day
they just want to seem a certain way
and you sit there
reserved as can be
Hoping not to shake your insecurities
as too bright, too vivid, too sensitive for air
you're wrong, you're livid, you are a composing dream
that falters at pretension
that gets tired when questioned
that hopes life's lessons
are packaged in cushion, in ash, in beautiful tragedy.
Fountains of blossoms
Spring from fantastic stars
Honouring the forgotten
I worried for my future
and pranced in platitude
Too wrapped in silk magic
My heart could not breath.
I gasped for you,
I clung to you,
But you turned your back on me, purposefully.
Hair dripping with storm
You left me
in my silken shack
never looking back.
on somber markings
that trickle down city drains
we walked along the moon spill
wailing into our spirits
hungry for courage and chance
Meeting in alkaline waters
caught between the bargain
of a person's rank or mystery
It's all such lies
that people tell you
day by day
they just want to seem a certain way
and you sit there
reserved as can be
Hoping not to shake your insecurities
as too bright, too vivid, too sensitive for air
you're wrong, you're livid, you are a composing dream
that falters at pretension
that gets tired when questioned
that hopes life's lessons
are packaged in cushion, in ash, in beautiful tragedy.
Fountains of blossoms
Spring from fantastic stars
Honouring the forgotten
I worried for my future
and pranced in platitude
Too wrapped in silk magic
My heart could not breath.
I gasped for you,
I clung to you,
But you turned your back on me, purposefully.
Hair dripping with storm
You left me
in my silken shack
never looking back.