SomethingLeftToLose

Resolve - I need to feel, To breathe, Perhaps even To be born again. "Son," he said, "I'm sorry you've Lost your teenage years" - Well yes, and so am I. Allow me to feel, To breathe, Perhaps even Reform again and - Resolve.

Red tendrils in the snow I'm fainting into winter Pianos -> keyboards Breaking free Into surreality Jump at every twitch Twitch at every jump I can't touch you Or make you mine Through electricity Evasion -> reciprocity? I may have the strength, However bitter, To channel my way Through one more winter AllthewhitehorsesarestillinbedItellyouthatI'llalwayswantyounearyousaythatthingschangemydear.

Another strip of tape. Around the corner, there. Fold that up, nice and even, so it'll hold. Even if it's wrinkled. Even if it's torn. It'll be fine. It's just going to be ripped open one day, anyway, so maybe no one will notice. Just as long as it holds until then. One more strip of tape... I have to keep it from falling apart. What if someone pokes it, and it rips at the front? What if the tape comes up in the back? What if the paper is too loose? If I tape it too much, it'll lift up the color in those little meaningless shreds of paper that become shifted into the tape. Then everyone would know that it was placed down right there, all nic

metallic clasps and static hold us back together back together i cant tell if youre here or not and yet im keenly aware of every movement every movement i would trade sound for sight sight for touch touch for warmth warmth for urgency urgeny for eternity cant you be mine yet cant you be mine yet cant you be mine yet cant you be mine yet

Wholeness and Entirety through The boldness of Purity joined Words escape me, My sweetest, Through the fleetest of heartbeats Your hands in my hands And our souls aligned You give the sun a reason to shine Your touch is the caress of the wind, And I'd trade every grain of the sands of time To hold your body close to mine - Inside - our secrets, Worlds collide The time for forever rushes in with heavy sighs Every hot, bated breath holds a sense of what's coming next Wholeness and Entirety through The boldness of Purity joined

Sleep is beyond me. Rubbish - this unrelenting indulgence to create, create, create everything that gnaws away at me even after years of suppression. Understand that there is nothing more meaningful to me than piercing the darkness. Coral snakes in pretty shapes, turquoise if I can spell it, are all insignificant amongst the ringing tin strings of devils. Alluvium of the soul - forbidden by comparison in light of serendipity. Scratching, scraping, tossing, rustling,      everything that bumps in the night. Bump - Everything forms, concurrent in flawed stature, from subconscious thoughts which are locked and pain

You are every single blade of grass As I am every drop of rain The mist is our canvas And the smoke is our silence You are every piece of the sky's grace As I am every bit of the wind's wicked follies The leaves are our heralds And the saplings are our blood

Where are you going, the spark in my life I'll say I won't mind if you take me And break me of all these mortal feelings inside And lie with me tonight with your heart by mine And lie with me tonight with your eyes on mine And lie with me tonight with your hands in mine And lie with me tonight and be lost in time And pray with me And pray with me No matter what I say, or where we end up Nothing could erase what we've known in each other I think of you every day, because You remind me of what I need You remind me of why I believe You remind me of everything, girl Why can't you just be with me So pray with me So pray with me A