getting there
conclusion is a word to describe the grand finale but I can feel
as this all winds down
the world building
energy coiling
preparing to recommence
reinvent
recollect
I am regaining a sense of stress the sort that comes with the creation of grace
puppet strings spring from my joints but they lay tangled around my feet more a hindrance than a method of control
the lines were cut long ago
my hinges are twisted and turned over in my metal palm
too broken to be bionic I have been holding my breath for centuries and the relentless expansion of my lungs
followed by their shrinking in the sun
shriveling despite my clenched teeth and bubble gum cheeks
my complexion has never even approached the coveted blue of suffocation
and I have watched women with nothing but water without a sign of starvation
survival surpasses satisfaction despite deep rooted instincts
it takes a certain sort of person to burn out their tires on a dirt road
but if your breaks can't handle the loads packed ever heavy atop your shoulders you'll have to trudge on with sturdy boots and steadfast disposition
drop-kick the pistons saying you'll miss them and wear the engine round your wrist to tell the time by the sun-shine-sweat of your arm
grease is a god-send when you're warding off demons drenched in sea salt wishing for a home in your tear ducts
transitions have never been easy for me
I've always watched the rear view for fear of forgetting how I got here
I've always been more afraid of forgetting the nightmare than falling asleep, because at least you learned there's no difference between flying and falling as long as you never reach the ground
As I Drown in Myself
I have abandoned all hope of happiness
Surgically removed by your razor tongue
Leaving me hollow and empty
Void of sunshine
Drenched in the coldness of gray
Wrapping me in solitude
So tightly, I can't move
Legs give way
Under the worlds weight
Pulling me further into its depths
Unable to escape
Pleas
AS I SCREAM MYSELF TO SLEEP,
i try to think of the days when my skies weren't so gray.
YOU SAID YOU'D COME
and make the pain go away,
BUT I GUESS THAT YOU WERE LYING
cause you left the next day.
PLEASE COME BACK HOME
i'm all alone 'cept for daddy
AND HIS HANDS LIKE TO ROAM.
i need you here mommy,
I DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH MORE I CAN STAND.
i'm worried that it'll soon be worse
THAN ONLY HIS HANDS.
i'm just so small compared to him
AND HE KNOWS IT TOO.
now i'm just left here wondering
IF HE DID THIS TO YOU.
he tells me that its all right
THAT ITS NO CAUSE FOR WORRY
but i don't understand how it couldn't be
CAUSE MY TEARS ALWAYS ARE MAKING MY SIGHT BLURRY.
i can't tell my friends cause he says
THAT THEY'LL JUST CALL ME NAMES.
i don't wanna be known as any of those things...
I DON'T KNOW IF I'M THE ONE TO BLAME.
please come back mommy...
Depression and Beds Seem To Come Hand in Hand
Sunlight's seeping from the room again
I'm about to be plunged into darkness again
Soon I'll be left alone with my thoughts again
Finally fighting off my demons again
As I struggle to hold on to the light again
I stare blankly at the wall again
While a storm rages in my head again
I don't know if I'll make it out again
Chasing Your Heart’s Desires
My hope has been shattered.
Will you help me mend it?
It's been so long,
and I miss feeling happy.
My joy has been scattered.
Will you help me find it?
I'll sing this song,
and maybe you will listen.
My love has been stolen.
Will you come to save me?
My eyes can't see,
and I can't shake this feeling.
My heart has been swollen.
Will you come to fix me?
My heart can't beat,
and I know that I'm dying.