He's pretty like a dream

that I always wake up from 

too soon

and at dawn

i drown in a 

crystal monsoon 

to help me survive the three days 

or until it's too late 

like water in my veins 

and blood on your lips 

if I can't last another 3 hours 

bless me or leave me

to burst into flame

if you're not ordained

then why do I kneel

to the ghost of a saint

ha/ollowed by lies

yet as I prepare to (s)wallow 

I always faint

And you're gone

and i watch the trail fade into sun 

light from whence it came

like a moonlit night fading into a sunny day

but why

does it 

never

feel

that

way

as

i

melt

a

w

a

y

 

Notes:

Nobody knows how to love like a poet
And everybody thinks they're a poet
Sure baby just hold back
Love-soaked eyes
Our thoughts are mere tracings of reality
Tongue stuck out in concentration
Scrunched eyebrows and a steady gaze
Compensating for a shaky hand
And eyes framed by stained glass
Big butt big buts

god I shoulda known

man am I ever gonna miss you 

what good is an "I do like you"

when it comes after goodbye drew 

Orion draped in cloud's mist
The moon wore a veil
Do you see the future
In our kaleidoscope
Or do you see the past
Not another misanthrope
Not another misanthrope
Is love an umbrella
In a terrible storm
To be put away in the sunshine
Is love a ladder of locks
Flowing down a wall
To be cut away in the nighttime
What am i supposed to do
With a heart full of chocolate soup

And when I shatter?