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

Alone

For the first time on my own
No father, son, or holy ghost
No beautiful but distant rose
Just one overflowing dose

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

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

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

Sapphire Sky

Sapphire sky

Falling all around me
Where the hell am I?
Yours, the only eyes I see

Floating through your world

Drowning in your sea

Sapphire sky

Why don’t you come surround me
Why the hell would I...
Need any air to breath?

Floating through your world

Drowning in your sea

Sapphire sky

I want to be where you found me
Reflected in your eyes
A never-waking dream

Floating through your world

Drowning in your sea

Sunbeam

It was ours
The hours, the minutes, the seconds
I counted each; desperate for distraction
A moment of respite from the glorious torture of being needed

An omen were the nights when I fell silent in the backyard
2am in the salty breeze; lying in the dirt
A wet nose defibrillating my forehead
Letting the thoughts run out
Drying like tears on my cheeks

The bed is quiet where you lay
Like a house cat in a sunbeam
Unconcerned by the source of the warmth on the floor
A thousand ears with no hands
A thousand years still ends

I did not tick, I groaned
Like a bridge crumbling in a sunbeam
Unkempt yet well-worn
Who will time blame for my downfall?
Who will want my drowning pieces?

Too

Mini van, chariot of death
They’ve come to steal - away my final breath
The last piece of my broken heart

Little man, I can’t watch you go
I know you’re scared - I wish that you could know
Without you I’m falling apart

I know you needed me
But I needed you
Too

Yours

In the dark forest the smoke leads to fire
The fire is warmth from the cold and the ire
But I’m just a beggar with no meat to roast
Guarding like treasure my pieces of toast

My travel bag ripped and all on the ground
Useless marbles and trinkets are rolling around
I search with my hands in the leaves and the brush
My tears forming pockets of mud from the dust

Oh how I wish I could be yours again

Love is a blindness; a venomous kindness
We are all waiting for someone to find us
And I’m still a wanderer with a burden to carry
Hoarding like heirlooms the seeds I should bury

I always feel this down in my bones
Sometimes it’s torture; sometimes it’s home
But I don’t get to choose

Oh how I wish I was yours again