Retraction's ReflectionI hover over retraction in spiteFrom classified daggers thrownFor reasons untoldBut pursued behind closed windowsAnd curtained mirrors.You flounder in dirt moundsOf pretentiousness As I quiver at the alterWith sunken bones and stolen dreams.
Your Music Steals You AwayYour poisoned powdered lipsdipped into the gritted streetsas you lost your body in the music,Swaying to lifeless notes,your head soared into atmospheres untouchable by sober minds.
EscapingI reach through ceilings,but then I fall because when I am weaker than my screams as I am lit on fire,I will slip through cracked ice,and never touch roof topsAs I weigh too little to hold myself high.So I will carry on as IFlitter through cracked doorsWith shaded auras;because sometimes I take the only escapeAlthough it bleeds of remorse.
Intoxicating AccidentsI left you with the wordsFalling from your mouthAnd with your eyes entrancedOn my car as I drove away,"Drive safe, I love you "I drove through the nightWith water slicked roads And impatience tied to my tongueOf spicy words served on a cold plate.I hated the birthday gift you had given meMonths before.It told me what directions to drive in,But it misguided me to a longer drive home.My world careened to abrupt stopAs my car lost traction with the white overpass.Terror rose in my chest,My final thoughts as I hit the first wall,"I'm going to die."You flashed through my mind,With your irony and love.Ho
Fragile Lives in LoveSick ceilings fall from The roaring thunder I pourOut from my burning lungs;Take me to the wild flowers,And set me free to roam,I no longer want to be trappedIn this faulty-lined life.I seek mass entanglementInto the richest loves of life,I want to breathe clarity From my toes and share my warmthin you.Because you take the days And spin them into worldsFar from the eyes of my wavering.You clamber onto rocky nightsWith shameless words and breached boundaries,and you with your casual attitudeshow devotion through it all.You transform the dank apartment,The shallow bath tub and broken bedInto a place w
Looks amazing, though, but... yeah, although I can imagine how tasty it is, I can't help feeling that it may all be a bit too intense.
Very nice, either way.