In all the indifference and all the blazay water that runs off my back like a water fall I see it is my heart I am trying to harness and control
Shoving it to the back of my closet like an un worn pair of lovely shoes that I dream of just the right occasion
Passionate. How do you let a heart that runs with wild bulls squelter and smolder...and not burst into flames
Aahh, but the fire. That death grip fire
Let me not forget how it burns
And here I am again
Holding down that gravitation
Pushing it into muddy waters making it silent
And it hurts
The beat beat beat of my heart
Caught between its tendencies and flaws
For it only needs a safe place to land
