The Moonstruck Ages

you're not alone : march 17, 2018

leaving a mark on my art, painting over the ugly scars.
writing it out while no one listens.
over the past but we're still on crutches.
why do you only love me on the surface?
you always know what's best.
never will have the chance to rest.
why can't i get a sentence out?
to this life, we aren't nothingness.
we live and breathe simply human.
enjoying dotlike stars, which are truly giant wonders.
exploring how deep the ocean is, the lovely sharks join us to swim.
we're learning something new each minute.
we're not the thoughts from a gardenlike mind, one filled with thorns and weeds.
you always fuck me over for weeks.
i forgive you because you're all i have.
i guess it's true, no one is perfect.
that's how i viewed you, and you became tainted.
i'm idly in place, pivoting onto you.
don't let all that potential go to waste.
silk against my skin, escaping again.
waiting to be pushed down in the end.
keeping me happy with false identities.
nightmares hold my head underwater.
my throat is closing up before i breathe my last breath.
how i dream of those moments until i go numb.
it's so sweet to be bitterly wicked.
lighters against matchsticks.
candles begging to become a flame.
i hear sirens calling; i'm no longer on my own.
they say to me, "you look a little lonely".
i don't want to be living in this body.