Colorfully black and white, rigid and whispered; blind to
me are tears unfed and time means nothing to me.
untoucable, unspeakably gone, yes i am empty. where
history and memories meet i find confusion, glaze simple
my dying light and all that's left is beauty.
traveling by a rule of thumb I'm coming to you at the
speed of headlights. again i dream that canvas dream as
autumn dances across the blacktop. enjoying fleeting
moments as if they were forever pending as life chases us
through a thousand tomorrows. but for now shine for your
moment. it's still a moment to soon for us to shine
together forever. worry not my dear, i'll be here
watching you from only an arms length away.
tell me how to heal, help us tear the walls down.
twisting and choking, we found the truth in love; lost in
a field of promises we never meant to keep. broken, we
had to reach the end to find a new beginning. we had to
"just tell me that you'll try to/ call me to follow
through. (i have missed my chance). i need to see someone
else have to crawl to set me in motion again." 4am can
hollar through the halls all it wants to. only the walls
have ears and they went to sleep long before you arrived.
(so tall they are: so cob-webby and sterile off-white).