i've been meaning
to tell you
i've been meaning
to say
but i don't want
to burden you
with the feelings
at play
i want to be heavy
and ask for your heart
i want to be needy
and ask when we'll start
i want to know from you
what keeps us apart
but things keep getting
in the way
the world
the crime
the sickness
the dime
the time never is right
for us
is the push to-gether
to weather every obstacle
worth all that's possible
to make us us?
i wonder
(see)
Friday, May 29, 2020
Thursday, May 7, 2020
sorrow
sorrow
(or "trying to write normal in a how to write your stress away class")
sorrow makes everything
look dull and dusty
it smells like rain that
was not needed (or wanted)
it tastes like a large pill
that never dissolves
it sounds like a buoy swaying
needlessly warning
it feels like old corduroy
on a very hot day
when sorrow takes over
i can't see the sun
(much less the trees)
it's the hole i've dug
deepest
in the land of my emotions
no potion can take me
away from the blue
(true)
Saturday, May 2, 2020
reality
i'm in a spot
where
there's nothing
i can control
nothing
i can predict
nothing
i can do
but try
to be me
and even if
you walk away
at least i have
the sanity
of knowing
my reality
before the dream
ends
(be)
where
there's nothing
i can control
nothing
i can predict
nothing
i can do
but try
to be me
and even if
you walk away
at least i have
the sanity
of knowing
my reality
before the dream
ends
(be)
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