it's the harshness of my voice

raking in spurts of song

welcome to the place where I weep

as silent screams swallow the mouthpiece of reason

I'm good at keeping the metal in my veins

and letting my own words bleed me dry

the desperation slips through my skin

can you promise me that I'm good at this?

in the harshness of my voice

I seek you out

and wish and hope

to someday hear you break my sorrow.

if I tilt my head back
I can meet the sky
and drift away as my insides explode in stars
I'm sure there will be vindication
and I won't have to see myself break down
it's hard for me to be okay
and now I'm tilting my head back
and driving with my eyes closed
I'm letting myself loose
to exist in the chaos, and let it all happen
the rush of air
explains my mistakes
I knew I could breathe
and I think I'll be okay
in raindrops on bare skin
in words escaping sweetly parted lips
in love behind the teeth of everything
in paint spattered hands
in ink that flows from the heart
in laughter
in light
in life
I find myself dancing between the words
that make it all beautiful
and today,
I feel infinite ★

I always thought I knew you best

but the pieces of you that fell apart at my fingertips

are now tucked neatly in your best disguise

I always thought I knew you best

when your skin was close enough to breathe

and your eyes saw me through a kaleidoscope

when elves and ents flickered softly in two dimensions

and goose bumps distracted wandering lips

when private whispers were enough

when love filled the lightest parts of us

when the future was just written word

when we were okay

just being okay together

and when you and me

you and I

spun in circles holding hands in our minds

from across a country's distance

and we were okay

just being okay together...

I suppose it's just hard

at the end of things

to be able to say that I just miss you.

I miss you so much.

and that is okay.

and I am okay.

I'm okay 

I'm okay

I'm okay

I'm okay.

someday the conviction of repetition will soothe the rest, and maybe I'll believe it myself.

I don't want you anymore. 

I just want to miss you. 

it's one of those days
where time goes slow and I'm okay...
I would have taken you to see the stars
on a night where I would be okay
but you shook my gentle fingers
from your lips
and shackled my wrists to my mouth
I would have held your head
and rubbed your sore temples
but you looked in my eyes
and turned flesh to logic
letting blue burn like fire in your reason
I would have taken your hand in mine
and drank the cold from your bones

leaving scratches in your muscles

and decision in your pores
with my skin split and my senses reeling
you kissed me so fast that my head spun
and I couldn't make sense
of the words you etched into my brain
like a crooked coat hanger
your tongue destroyed my skin
and I'm left shredded softly
on the boundaries of what is real
you shook me awake
with your whispering words and esoteric stare
and stepped away to pressure the lines
time is slow, and I'm okay
because you pushed the button
that brought me to life
and the stitches are leaving me
in the hopes that your stolid arms
will return to my spine-less self
I promise that I am okay today

I promise that I am okay today
but I would have taken you to see the stars...