Many hidden Many quiet All of them changed me I'm unsure if they were required All a part of me now . And as my boat slowly goes under water And the temperature keeps on falling Compiled scars as signatures in a yearbook leave cards labeled calling And there are parts of me forever changed.
This isn't whom I want to be Yet I'm standing still, Growth silent shrugging what's next? I wish to hide behind more time to think, Off target, past or ahead, missed blinks, Tell acquaintances I'm closed for repairs.
Silly? Be more serious. Your eyes stay fixed when I'm calm and focused. I worry my jokes have made me a cartoon character. Every thing I do or say seems funny to you. No more smiling, Fewer words, Being a man of fewer words shouldn't hurt, No more performances as a clown, Relinquishing my jester's … Continue reading Jest
God, I feel useless. Work, recovery, sleep, repeat, rolling eyes starting at different screens. Annoyed with my personality, it feels like I'll never be clean. Wasting time looking for different times to waste. Oh God, will you heal my heart I've been hiding from your face. Always thinking that I can do better but won't. … Continue reading Valley Names
Afraid of every enemy The greatest of them all lives in the walls Portraits of my face Weights and chains pushing through foolish thoughts and narrowing veins Am I doing doughnuts? Wasting yeah losing gas, preparing myself for a thud after a sudden crash, can't see out of the rearview windshield or any other glass, … Continue reading Orange Clay