𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐧/𝐍~

~𝘌𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘦~

there's always time,
there's always a tomorrow,
to say what's on my mind.

i kept saying this,
to myself and these feelings,
that maybe after all this,
it'll just be a one take,
to be honest,
to comprehend,
to understand the longueur,
to reside in my wooden home.

it's time to open the blinds,
to the deeper unknown,
to the devil trapped inside,
to unleash the cold winds.

been stitching the seams,
to embrace your lovemark,
been freezing my tears,
to connect through the muses.

is this just me,
is this my charnel freefall,
is this just a rough night,
or is this what love is?

marking the atonements,
through stick and stones,
hushing the cold evenings,
maybe, i'll just rewind,
to the cinnamon summer,
maybe, it'll be the end,
to my bitter paradise.

.....