Mayday

 

You Broke Your Ribs For This

"I spend the day indoors
rolling my mind round undone chores
feeling guilty for nothing in particular

and over and over I thought
what is this thing that I've wrought?
how is it that my leg's caught


and over and over again
nothing I want to defend
nothing I could recommend
nothing to say nothing to chase away

I spent the night inside
rolling the rules round the hills of my mind
and what is right if I am never justified?

you broke your ribs for this.
I hope it was worth every cell split.
and what are we besides agreements of the senses?
own my days.
live my days.
rip my days."

I Guess That's

At times I love you so perfectly

like I couldn't be closer, trust you more, could tell you anything. You would accept and understand, and love me more. 

Other times we're just too passing people, with a vast emptiness between us, and a mutual hometown.

I guess that's love, I guess thats life.

"I REMEMBER THOSE NIGHTS

I COULDN'T GET THROUGH

TO YOU"

Universal

Well it's been a long while since I've stepped foot where yours have been

It's no matter to me, for I make sure every day to hold cloths or objects you've touched 

To make certain to the universe that it knows not even the powers of god's good will could pry you away for as much as a moment from my clutch 

I Love You Very Much

I want to kiss you


but I know it's not my place to.

Doing Something Wrong

Pain is an indication that you are doing something wrong, it warns you, for future torment or death. Same as physical pain, such as touching the stove with your hand, emotional pain has the identical effect, it is no different. Love is pain, but if it's hurting in the wrong way, run as fast as you can, for it is only preparation of being engulfed in the flame.

They say fight for what you believe in. Whatever it may be, it must be right and true. They do not tell you about the grovling, the blubbery sobbing, the shame, and sleepless nights. I believe you should fight for what you believe in, unless it is love.

What Is

    "what is seen is temporary, what is unseen is forever"

Under Amplified

childish, I embarrassingly thought death as a clean break
but in my defense this dwindled and lingered in a way that no one could take
when in reality I was dropped like an anvil


you thought I'd kill you slow like cancer
I knew all along you had the nerve to watch your wounded bleed
but in your defense,
you were never wrong about me