Do you know what it feels like to give your best,
And still hear the person you did it all for...
Break,
like the crash of a crystal orb ten feet below...
In the cold light of the morning,
Today no palm birds sing or love birds twitter...
Just want to hold you, want to stop the time for...
let moments halt...
Squirm in murky lairs of hate --
gasping, suffocation, intoxication...
Raindrops pierce into the pores of my skin,
freckled and rashed, thirsty for its touch...
Crash, like a socket let go.
The bulb kissed the ground for the very first...
Beauty, perfect!
I name it, "You"...
Burn as the stars move across the sky,
heading home...
*I know the title has been done and is over-used...
You came to me like words, broken...
*this was kind of meant to be a song*
Floating wild, phantom child...
I don't have a lot to do nowadays, which is again...
Very few have the privilege of dying a slow, but...