5/7/19

I listened to your voice last night.
The one where you kept repeating words of tasteless struggles.
All that worries you.


You shriek at the sound of thunder as I struggle with the rudder.
My friends are keeping back something.

And now push came to shove over the reason of whats becomes of us.
I never knew it was so hard to be wrong.

And now I cut in, look in, reach within and suffer.

And I watch you weep, weep, weep, weep.
And now I'm searching for a home to be without each other.
And I freak out at the sound of other peoples voices.
And I die before I wake to realize its over.

But I do hold up to the magnitude of wonder.
A blistering sun is no match for what moves me forwards.
I say its going to be something worth exploring.
But all I hear is crashing sound down curtains.

And you weep, weep ,weep, weep.
And I'm searching for a home that has no borders.
And I sigh at the thought of you coming over.
Then I lay my head down to create the order.