Serious

I told you I wanted to kill myself

You said I needed saving

Jesus will embrace you, dominate you

I didn’t need to kill myself to feel like I was gone

With a swift, fat brush you erased me from the world

 

I don’t think that, I’m confused

I just need faith

I don’t deserve to feel that way

I’m looking for attention

 

Things she said to diverge the conversation

I’m sick.

My deteriorating brain

Will never be worthy of your pain

A puddle compared to your ocean

 

It will never be enough.

 

Forget about it.

 

I’m happy, I’m happy, I’m Happy, Im Happy, im happy, happy,happy, appy, h-

 

Move on with your life.

 

I’m smiling

“I love you”

—I feel nothing.

 

With a stroke and a swipe of crimson red

I’m at the bottom

Was my death serious enough for you now?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

When I’m falling

You walk past the door 

My heart goes with you

Pulsing, trying hard to be in rhythm to the steady beat of yours 

Do you notice?

The flush of pink coursing through my neck into my cheeks

Do you notice?

My breath hitch when you’re around

Suddenly I’m aware of every part of my body

Waiting for the slightest touch from your callused fingers

Do you notice?

The hunter-like glare, as my eyes hungrily, desperately search for yours 

There’s a pain in my chest

A sinking feeling in my stomach

Or a heavy hand, exerting pressure on my heart

Is this what it’s like to fall in love?

Brighter

I

love

love

love

the

Wicked gleam in your eye when you’re ready for a challenge

 

That easyness around you, it’s so infecting

I’m drifting through the sky at a slow pace

The world below is busy but everything is okay with you

 

You make me want to be brave

To skydive with no parachute

Drive without a route

Run across the country

 

The air is warm around us

A heat that radiates from my heart

Making me whoozy as my body starts

My mind awakens, desperately wanting to hold yours

 

You make me queasy in all the best ways

Like licking ice cream on a hot summer day

You spin me around and around

Im dizzy, unable to get ahold of myself

 

You leave me speachless

Unsure of the sounds and meanings that reach your soul

I could read a thousand books and I’d still be left agape

Your mind is sharp and beautiful

 

I think I’m falling in L—-

 

 

things you don’t want to accept

hunger is a monstrous thing

it spreads itself everywhere

from the darkest corners of your mind

to your frail fingertips

 

it will rob you,

it will blind you,

and before you know it

it will destroy you.

 

until your’e pulling your fingers out of your mouth

until your’e lying on the bathroom floor.

 

 

 

Rythmocity

Travel to the city, when we’re laying wide awake

I’m lacking patron saints

Making my landscapes grey

Twisting, twirling. Everything lacks shapes

It’s a trip I tell you

It’s a trip inside my brain

 

And then I’m laying awake

Thinking of the rapes and the tapes

Running on the television

From all those miles away

Seek a Justice, fair and plain

 

Take me to the city

the city of motion

where the relics dance with lubricated gears

Their rusty limbs moving fast, with maintained fears

 

Bound to a world of fog and dust

Charcoaled lungs unsustaining their locomotion

As they limp througth the crumbled and oily streets

Buildings, rise and fall, as their infrastructure painfully exists

 

Lococity motion

Where high society seeks devotion

Humanoid gods devoid of all the pains and aches

Rewards are high and stakes are low

 

Perfectly oiled and magnificent metalloid limbs

Gears humm with the gift of life

The markets bountiful with smells, unheard of beyond the line

Trains unrushed by the lack of resources,

Their passengers remain undisturbed

 

While the world outside rusts away

Nothing lasts forever, forever would be too hard

We sink into our soft pillow

A small trip,

to Rythmocity.