open lands before me though hastening footsteps hurry to follow; to line my breaths with worry i hesitate in traveling onward looking back searching frantically for the hardened person of my fear whose steps i feel are drawing near but alas i find myself alone again in the open lands before me
brightened overhead broken bends beating building inside my chest sunlit candle wick borrowing heaven’s bit of the sunshine left for me
sickened heart of mine tired tried to find hopeful honey drops from lips cannot stop words don’t save a soul trust it’s listening it’s receiving atonement nails rusted onto cross back broken oh, release us ragged chained up citizens of dirt and grave
i’m walking a heavier step torn up about where i’m at i’m not even sure a place that wouldn’t be heavy exists would your arms ever create it broken is maybe the space you could make a broken space a fractured silence echoes i’m the one who put us here but we both keep us here we’re here together apart in a place heavier than i’d imagined
my mind a restless being at times trapped without a pen stuck on repeat thoughts beat on the sides of escape but without a paper and pen they stay inside i need them out please get out on paper you’re less of a threat just ink in handwritten twists you don’t own me nor i you we are both freer here
our bodies wear age time cannot be stopped it is constant the decay relentless not ugly yes slow gradual beautiful decay worn into the wrinkles choose now to be beautiful time cannot be stopped oh how our physical features fade i wonder, do we ever even see them or are they repeatedly not what we want we want five more years worth five less but it’s not time it’s perspective
open hands with open hands i will praise you
it’s like i don’t believe you feels less free with you yet i see with you before was horrid but normal enough to slip right on into what was then so again disbelief driving me back into
i’m exploding quietly just like the sunset from two nights ago
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