Seeking that last breath
Fearing the worst
wasn’t what you thought It’d be
how the skin stretched
In the silence, was the last place you looked
All i ever wanted, no space left for rent in my mind
You say we were haunted
but I was the only one sticking around
And all we ever wanted
And it’s real
If i had what i wanted
How would i know?
And would i care?
No one ever told me
The last breath, the only one that counts
Climbing the walls
Where the only way is down
The last breath
And the wreckage left behind
The remains that scatter the ground
My life In the real world
You want to see, just what you wanted to see
That won’t make things right
What you believe, when the whole world sold you out
Where i found u
The silence dissolves
What it took to break the calm
We were bound to
The moment we evolved
darkness becomes you
I’m getting used to feeling this way and choosing to feel nothing at all…
Passing offensive fodder through your skull,
it makes me sad when I think about us.
Dad, I don’t know you- it’s not like I don’t care,
the broken spiderweb,
mayflies torn of wings, left to die,
and the flow interrupted by the ebb
If your ears syphon it in and exhale,
it only ends up pressure in my head– a burden I don’t need,
and definitely don’t want,
tripping over mountains- we couldn’t scale from one side to the other.
We weren’t meant to understand what life is like without.
This nonsensical twisted lingual stretched to capacity
the nerve of me as an individual, and the audacity
my raw nerve and the nerve endings, folding in on themselves.
Just tell me you love me and let go of yourself
your old self, and the scattered ideas that shift and inseminate the open air,
where people who once cared,
can’t be forced to be anywhere near.