i couldn’t walk on water
i tried for months
drowning on my own blood
drowning on myself
i couldn’t get across
i couldn’t walk on water
i couldn’t get back to you
Author: SamT.Gutierrez
My name is Sam and I love art.
I sometimes do podcast, I sometimes stream videogames.
between sunset and a canoe
i don’t believe it was a dream
that brought me into your life
it wasn’t a boat dancing in rose petals
it was the warmth of your two arms
reminding me that it’ll be okay
that this job isn’t going to be the end
a rose petal boat ride didn’t bring me here
but i’ll bring you across that river
and will enjoy the view:
a sunset, one that pauses time-
garbage man with an emerald necklace
a palace in comparison;
in comparison to the dump
where i find myself foraging for berries and a necklace
a necklace to present you:
i see it in my dreams, it is beautiful a single gem
the color of a lawn that exist longer then one summer
and i want to put it around your neck,
a present for a princess living in her palace
anyway to distract the fact that i live in the dump
and i want your parents to like me
and i want to be invited back
but i only have the one necklace
hunting the bottom of the pit
i am not a seer
a witch or a god
but i knew i’d be here
falling;
falling through the depth with arms outreached
trying to grab onto anything
anything more than the absence of screams of help
falling;
for you
is nothing less than colorful
like a rainbow slide with a green hat at the bottom
falling;
i don’t want to stop
i worked tirelessly to fall this long and hard
and flying feels like walking over cement
until falling with you
the bottom never comes
not sure it exist
and i love it
cold star
i have seen
the angle of you from a smudged mirror
i’ve never seen you so beautiful
diversity as concealer
brushed in with attitude
not the way you want to be viewed
but the look suits you
been through hell and this revival suits you
you’re going to change the world and i see it in you
it was only smudged for a minute
your beauty will shine through
never been worried for a second
you always pull through
you always will
Jet Fuel
Woke up this morning
With a bright idea
Maybe I can exist
Forever right here:
pulled up with two to my name
nothing but a dream of fame
the lonely girl in the back screamin’ same
i’ll be here longer then you expected
spread all this magic i’ve collected
screamin’ louder then all ya’ll projected
change in the moment
change for the moment
singin’ over this fountain drinkin’ your bestowment
flyin’ high feelin’ real cool(cool)
stylin’ smoke chillin’ i’ll never run out of jet fuel
until I run out of jet fuel
Fate in your hands
While you’re waitin’ for me
I’m already there
Fallin’ in deep
Now is only now
Head back to the ground, dear
loving you correctly
i made a lot of bad choices
you are not one of them
i learned from my mistakes
and i learned how to love you
trial and error to sharpen my teeth
before biting into your skin
if all the blood spilled directly
related to me loving you correctly
i’ll savor every kiss
when your eyes flutter when you’re having a dream
and this is mine;
war on all fronts
the road;
a misunderstanding
broken trust landing
the sign said lover demanding-
a fools game played with fools gold
and i am in debt
not a risk or trust fall
takes money to make money
kitty poster on the wall
a misunderstanding
account overdrawn
a broken trust landing
never a i’ll be right there always a hang on
the sign said lover demanding-
under the red river walk-on
the squandered pawn shop
pumping muscle out of my vessel
traded for a penny for the ferry
jet tail on the sea front gambling on freedom
away from black crossbones away from eden
treason, the road will wash up, defeated
i’m still here-
ring in the bell;
it is a new year, at least by our estimation
lets face it the only dates we know are the ones sold to us
it is a new year, new year new me
but will go to the same places
eat the same food but work out for a month
new me
ring in the bell;
it’s dinner time
let the feast begin
eat like the food stopped coming
eat like everything before this was just appetizers
eat like it’s thanksgiving and we’re celebrating the gratitude of a race
before we would betray everything they stand for
eat like the food is fucking delicious
and don’t forget to thank the cook
ring the bell;
it’s the ninth round and you know you’ve lost the last seven
at least
only way to win is to put that other guy on his fucking ass
bite down and go forward
it doesn’t matter if you go down, what’s the difference
bite down and go forward
at least you go down on your own terms or you win
bite down and go forward
click those gloves together and show the results of all your hard work
the masterpiece hanging on the basement wall- give it some sunlight
the weight you’ve lost, it’s not much but it really is though
bite down and go forward
and hang that belt over that stuffed dear your great-grandfather left for you
ring the bell;
a wanderer through toxic space
and through that space
he sought a moment
a moment where space wasn’t suffocating
and they could breathe;
away from these fumes left from yesterday
the suffering of those before left to rot
to choke the present
and the gift was this moment-
where we let our guard down;
let the space travel past
arms open wide
a space
where existing isn’t a bother
a crime
where existing is a gift
Saint's Muse 