i have dreams
of us
they never end well
like a horror movie
i die first
Writing, Ideas, & Stories
i have dreams
of us
they never end well
like a horror movie
i die first
everyday
i dedicate
to myself
to be better
than yestersay
so far
i am 0 for 30.
but maybe
today will be different.
it’s been awhile
i don’t look the same
sound the same
i like a lot of different things
like avocado,
it use to make my mouth itch
but it went away
now
i do whatever i want;
touching the top of oak trees
surfing clouds towards a sky realm
sailing a brand new ocean
for adventure;
it is an out of body experience;
i’m a foreigner to myself
like a novel on my bookshelf
i know the ending.
nothing is pending
placed down payment months ago
ticket to the heart break show
i can only blame my inexperience;
sometimes
just sometimes
i come out of
this deep hole
that i burried
to see the sun
in all it’s glory
go see a movie
boba
maybe a new hoodie
and shortly return
to the hole
and consider
doing that again
next week.
(maybe)
i don’t think
i’ve been myself
for a long time;
you didn’t know
it’s not your fault
goodbye.
i use to believe
it was to avoid
losing;
to win
no matter what-
now
to only play
when losing
isn’t an option
pray for me
they keep talkin’ on me
keep that mouth away from me.
just a worldy wonder
a monolith
you leavin’ with filth
leavin’ here real high, a –
at our finger tips
something crystal clear
before man made smog
it’s the care in your eyes;
behind the mystery
behind the walls
behind what you want everyone to see-
to see dark,
there is a song-
you sing with your eyes
a song of sorrow and loss
heavenly voice
painting a hellish picture