Not as ardent as before. I’m tired. Slowing down, A tail growing heavier and longer With each day.
There’s so much blood in blood cou… As there are stones in my heart When I hear your name. The winged-pig can fly daily Once I’ve let myself remember
What does it feel like on the day… Does it hurt? Today, I have just realized that, And it burns. It has burned the piece of my hear…
I cannot bring myself to cry. I can’t decide if this is a curse Or a blessing.
I am a plummeting plane. I see the clouds go past, And I close my eyes, sometimes, But I still feel where I’m going. Sometimes, I feel that
My mother is the darkness inside m… She planted the seed That grew into brambles, And now, I can’t be loud Because she makes me so
With him, It’s like there were no scars. There are no sheepish looks No burning shame. There was no John
Wait 'til Michigan comes. I think I’ll wait 'til then. Think I’ll wait 'til I hear my co… Hear them loving me in Michigan. Think I’ll wait 'til I swim.
This feeling Makes me want to bless my friends… And find redemption in death. I want to stand in the rain 'Til my bones shake apart
Without you, I feel the pain. The rain seems cold now. Thunder is only evil, And the sky is bare and pale.
I’m falling apart beneath my smile… I grapple blindly for a rope To save myself from rising waters. I come up, lungs full of despair, And my parents cover my mouth
Sometimes, I wish I was a tree: Tall, wide, and majestic as can be… One with branches that sway slowly… Watching above, everything I woul… Sometimes, I wish I was an oak.
The blur of lighted cars Flying in a flurry down The highway at night Soothes me in the Most unorthodox way.
Listening to you sleep, I’m in grace. Each breath a prayer. Every rustle a litany. You don’t know how loud you are
Winter is getting worse. Is there no justice In my punishment Brought about by my peers? I yearn to burrow in warm dirt
