I am bound to ruffle some feathers in order to fly.

The anger swells in my guts
And I won't feel these slices and cuts
I want so much to open your eyes
'Cause I need you to look into mine

And inside we're still sleeping like the living dead. Me with my whiskey dreams and you with your sick head.

"Never mind" said your open arms.

Excuse me first love, but we're through.
I need to taste the kiss from someone new.

Slipping from the rope and
losing track like a broken cassette or ripped,
punctured flower.
i am not choosing to slip,
i am deciding to fall.

Must we all speak louder than each other
Forcing the mute to sit down and suffer.
Well I refuse to scream louder than the rest
Within this silence you pass the true test.

For once in my life
Ive found a perfect home
Don't burn me anymore
I don't want to be alone

-old poem of mine.

I will hold their hearts so they wont break,
while they live in sleep but the worlds awake

-...idk

The days were harder, that they knew, but persisted to ignore
and so like smiles, they faked their shock, when they walked through the door

-new poem "her road pt.1"