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;
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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
i knew you were trouble
but i liked it;
red flags blew in the wind
like a dog’s tongue on a road trip
no no i saw them
but i bite my bottom lip
looked at the casino red ceiling
and rolled
i never,
i always wanted
to want
a better
croissant
when i revisit,
the door is stingy
always fights back
knob two tons
make shift handgun
rips through our memory mansion
never easy
couldn’t face you that day
i remember the day the hour the minute
i remember what you were wearing
i just want
one more time.
to remember everything
before that fire.
please;
let me in