Mountains and Valleys

Trespassing boundaries
my weakness on display tonight
I'm calling out like I might
have something more to offer.

Echoes striking mountainside
sound an awful lot like silence.
I may be calling out but
all you'll hear are preemptive goodbyes.

Binding Agents

Watched you change
right before my eyes,
no telling who you'll be tonight.

Wish I could say this is by design,
but maybe, I'm a mess from time to time.
And that needs to be alright.

I'm clean, but I've been dirty.
I've seen the sun and let it shine,
but find myself alone at night.

My bones call out for warmth
in the dark, never satisfied.

This twilight irritation
is occasionally scratched out, but not addressed.
Perhaps there's something to this predilection,
an itch untouched, intact
undamaged by my growing self-doubt.

This rawness that we feel
is unscathed by growing consequence;
unmatched, unhinged.
Let's take off all the doors tonight,
no holding back.

Show the world that we can feel
more than they've ever thought to try.

They need an asterisk to describe
the feeling that we share
it's undefined, but best described as
something you could never feel without me.

I'm the binding agent
and that's alright.

Love that you can think you've won this time.

Write my name.

I'm not trying to be anything undignified,
simply existing in my own mind.

Write this down to signify
something, anything.

I'm left revelating alone tonight.

Dancing Shoes

Biblical indignation:

she's in all denim and my mind strays
to the sidelines.

The beginning of the end
collides with eternity tonight.

Someone's dancing in my shoes again.

Fuckboy Emergency

married, no matter
amen
come a little closer
rain or shine
don't need you to be mine
my demons come out at night
pacified, actualized
the state of our relations
short lived, never justified
tell me anything I haven't heard before
and I'll be yours, forevermore.
She's a virgo and
I can't let it go
cross-eyed/tongue-tied,
this is an emergency!
I've never been able to say no
to her type...
Let her cut me open
just to see my insides while
turning blind eyes to signify
the lack of fucks she'll give
at any time.
This is an emergency!
and she knows,
leaves me bleeding out...

It's Okay

Reasons aside, it's all okay.
Sometimes we need to
be the darkness to see the light.
Sometimes we move too slowly,
get stuck on the outside.
But it's okay, it's okay
you're on the inside anyway.
Can I see your dark?
Can I see your light?
I see you hiding, all the lies.
But when I see you shining, oh what a sight!
Don't you know, with your teardrop eyes,
you can still see everything and
it's okay to cry.
It's okay to cry.
I know it's hard, I promise you'll be fine.
Lean into me, I'll find you every time.
It's okay to cry.

It's okay to cry.

Ambush

Letting old flames die
in favour of new sparks
itching to ignite.

I'm enveloped by your silence,
slowly beckoning me further from shore.

You're barely illuminated
and I can't look away.

Moonlight

If you read me
in the stars tonight,
tell me so.

    When was the last time
        you opened your eyes?

    Do you think we'll
        see each other in heaven?

Seven other questions
danced across my mind
in the time it took
to read between the lines:

there were never any lines.

I'll tuck away another
pretty little fallacy
my mind contrived
teased by the moonlight.

Immurement

Putting the pieces together,
the full picture begins to take shape.

It's funny how
the things I asked for
will be my unraveling.

I'm parched, drinking poison
out of convenience.

I'm starved for affection while
building walls around
brick by brick.

Hermes

Wreck me
like clock work
passing Hermes

death rattles
two last breaths to beg

oh, she's a mouthful
breaking the chains
before we can begin

Inherent Cruelty

Desire, I turn to you
leave me high and dry until
my mind is just another entity
I cannot seem to find;
it's only feeling,
and it'll never be this good again
so
hold on tight, your breath is right
don't ever let me out of your sight

Walking away evading consequence
your inherent cruelty
leaves me clawing at the walls;
now I'm floating, I feel nothing
but I'm hot to trot and on your tail
so
I'll bite down
just to see if I still bleed

this is the mess you left of me