When I was the river
I turned where the earth curved
Slave to the whims of the ground
Now that I am the ocean
My depths go unsearched
All who enter must swim or drown
7.27.2022
7.13.2022
Just a Note
Reach through my skin
With your perfect hands
Tell me I am something
That I don't believe I am
Wander through my alleyways
Acquaint with all my thieves
Pick citrus from my orchards
Then rest in my dead leaves
With your perfect hands
Tell me I am something
That I don't believe I am
Wander through my alleyways
Acquaint with all my thieves
Pick citrus from my orchards
Then rest in my dead leaves
This is just a note
Echoing through time
Written so you'd know
I could never change my mind
I want to read every page
And then start again
I want to hate your enemies
And love all your friends
I'll clean all the windows
In your little shop downtown
When it's time to lock the doors at night
We'll be more than what we found
This is just a note
With no ending and no start
Written so you'd know
I could never break your heart
7.12.2022
Alone Pt. 1
Well, I've got time
To tell you how I lost my soul and mind
To let you meet the me I left behind
All the things I tried to be
And yes, I'm fine
The universe is strange but less confined
No arbiter to commend my ways, or malign
Now that I find myself
To tell you how I lost my soul and mind
To let you meet the me I left behind
All the things I tried to be
And yes, I'm fine
The universe is strange but less confined
No arbiter to commend my ways, or malign
Now that I find myself
Alone
For the first time on my own
No father, son, or holy ghost
No beautiful but distant rose
Just one overflowing dose
7.11.2022
Alone Pt. 2
Well, I've got time
To show you were it all went wrong, or right?
The siren song that keeps me up at night
Regret is my enemy
And yes, I'm fine
Everything used to be so black and white
I watched it turn to gray, the strangest sight
Now that I have to be
The siren song that keeps me up at night
Regret is my enemy
And yes, I'm fine
Everything used to be so black and white
I watched it turn to gray, the strangest sight
Now that I have to be
Alone
For the first time on my own
No sureties to keep me comatose
No one to sparsely hold me close
Just one overflowing dose
7.10.2022
Alone Pt. 3
Well, I've got time
To recount every stranger's praise, or slight
Or you could see the moments I hold tight
They make up all of me
And yes, I'll be fine
I may only get to say this once, or twice
There's sweetness in the fading days and nights
Now that I get to be
To recount every stranger's praise, or slight
Or you could see the moments I hold tight
They make up all of me
And yes, I'll be fine
I may only get to say this once, or twice
There's sweetness in the fading days and nights
Now that I get to be
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