does knowing me more lead to loving me less?
each word that i whisper feels like a confession,
each layer i peel leaves me brittle, exposed,
as if love were a wound that i’ve over-disclosed.
i watch as your eyes, once soft as the dusk,
harden like mirrors, reflecting my rust.
the crows in my chest take flight without warning,
their wings beat a dirge for a love that’s still mourning.
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You told me you called her up just once for closure. I don’t believe in such things, but I believed you. When she called me weeks later, she begged me for closure, but what could I say? You lied to us both. Now I’m lying in my bed, eyes wide open because you're all I see when I close them. I'll never know who my brothers could have grown up to be, or if I could have done things differently with my sister. I buried two grandpas, just accepting that they were flawed men. Losing you didn’t make me believe in closure, because you lost me, and I’d rather leave that door closed.
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You asked me in my chevy
But I was never ready
Guess I was a little petty
My face in a red flush
Your soul I just crushed
It just felt too rushed
I couldn’t give a reason
The air was sick with treason
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Going back and forth
Between our unsettled score
What do we torture ourselves for?
The way I feel your energy
All up above and around me
You know that I will never stay
If it is to beg you
For your name
Make it known
Before I become
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no blood dried wasn't drawn
no lover forgotten hasn't gone
no thing unsaid has left my head
from "i love you" to "i'd love to be dead"
You told me you called her up just once for closure. I don’t believe in such things, but I believed you. When she called me weeks later, she begged me for closure, but what could I say? You lied to us both. Now I’m lying in my bed, eyes wide open because you're all I see when I close them. I'll never know who my brothers could have grown up to be, or if I could have done things differently with my sister. I buried two grandpas, just accepting that they were flawed men. Losing you didn’t make me believe in closure, because you lost me, and I’d rather leave that door closed.
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Imma curve the story in stones
All this pain, all this anger
U wake n fight, the devil laughing in the corner
God, the only that keeps the ride going
Playing the game, Rolling the dice
screaming, throwing bullets
the sheets, knowing all of it
Do you even get some sleep?
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Now, I am back on the road.
Going straight back into the crowd.
Dear god please, let everything stay loud.
What am I allowed?
Shiny, brown eyes are following me around the room.
I can feel how my cheeks start to bloom.
The bartender‘s big fun, let’s start to consume.
May I stay till they start to broom?
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You made me cry,
not with words that hurt,
but with silence that understood
what I never said.
Something softened inside me,
like a door left open too long,
I stood there feeling seen,
and didn't know how to stop the tears.
never hungry and never satisfied
i dont know where to run
but i know where to hide
craving nakedness
at the hand of your touch
but i can’t take off this robe
that i love so much
it’s dizzying
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