Entangled

two parts of me

and

one pinch of her

delete me

both parts

and make sure to get me

out of the sun before

I burn

not so tempting after all

the grass might be greener on your side,

but

I have to admit

I have always preferred

pavement.

priced possession

tomorrow
you'll turn around
not aimlessly
as it will seem
no casually

knowingly

(I never see you sway)

no

tomorrow
you will turn around
more dreamingly
than it will seem
so lovingly

longingly

(I listen to everything you say)

yes

tomorrow
you will turn around
more mindfully
or so it will seem
so peacefully

masterfully

(only you can make me obey)

oh

tomorrow
you will turn around
and greedily
that's how it will seem
so mindfully

thoughtfully

(when I asked you what you pay)

and

yesterday
you turned around
and doubtfully
you know it seemed
so painfully

hatefully

(you swiftly walked away)

oh the irony

Sometimes you need more than a camouflaged exterior

to truly fit in

predictions are not meant to be accurate

I might be

Awake

but

I'm drained

not

Abandoned

yet

but

not as

Intense

no

strongly

turned away

and I long for

the freedom you

hand me

you give me

you let me

feel

when I

hate

and

you let me

see when I'm

blind

you're addiction

embodied

and where you are

I am

when you call

I hear

don't you dare

leave my side

don't you dare

listen

to them

to those

who care

yes,

I'll die

I'll vanish

I'll fade

fade

fade

but

yesterday

was the day

when

I cared

Chaotic impressions

And I would count them all

if you asked me to

black and white in color

"I am layered"
you say
and peel off your skin
but when I ask where you end
you confide

"How would I know?"

you question,

breathe and begin
"All I can see is

my outside"

the circle is (in)complete

I am almost as shattered as you are almost as lifeless as you so do not pretend that you are not damaged that you are not ruptured since your eyes give you away every time and I whisper when you leave when you turn your back but it is always those words that will never find you that will never meet you they will never even make a sound and say do you think they actually exist when not even the sky or the night or you can hear them say are they there when no one is near and I can no longer see you or be you when they are spoken but does it really matter when both of us are equally broken?

realistic hallucination (or don't do this at home)

Behind bars

are my secrets

never revealed

always concealed

just like the moon

on crack

crystal tears

waterfalls of hatred

knocks me senseless

it's tasteless

thoughtless

oh such luck that

they are frigid

so rigid

livid

See, when sun arrives

they shread

it, they shead

it and soon enough

they're dead

digging deeper

And shattered glass is useful

in the hands of destruction

Stepping out of my head

Say, are you willing to trade for a while?

American pride

Mommy

I am sorry

I don't want to go there anymore

Mommy

I worry

can I stay with you?

Mommy

I am lonely

why doesn't it feel right anymore?

Mommy

I only

want to be there for you.

Oh Mom

I am sorry

I don't want to hurt you anymore

Oh Mom

I worry

that I can't stay with you

Oh Mom
I am lonely

I just can't be myself anymore

Oh Mom
I only
want what's best for you.

much more than a single sentence

You state that you
read me as an open book

so why is it that all you ever do

is judge me by my cover?

and snow incapacitates invisibility

So you think you're alone?

Well think again
bow your head

the footsteps give the rest of them

away.

There wouldn't have been a road to take
if no one had been there before

gravitation

Once someone told me to reach for the sky
to allow my potential to soar
but he failed to inform me that I needed to fly

and people like me are stuck to the floor

details are more intriguing up close

With you

in my veins

it is impossible

to see the big picture

Keep me hidden

no

don't let me watch

as I slowly dismember myself