Saturday, November 1, 2014

He's screaming into a microphone
And she's driving down the coast
to be the one he's weak for
but strengthened by.

You're my favorite term of endearment.

"Little, White Box"

My skin is soft
My hair is wild
And my eyes search for you
You can't see the beauty
Right in front of your heart
I am
tugging at my clothes
to try and change your mind
But even I have dreams
of the ones you see
And how could I ever be a dream?

You keep me in a little, white box
And take me out only when you want
With your glorified ideas of
who you wish I was

But if you keep me out
too long
you see the scars
and the weathered ends

My skin will never be
dream skin
My hair can't grow the way
you'd like

So why don't you keep me
in that box for good
and give me away?
Maybe to someone who
will open the box and say,
"This is all I've ever dreamed of."

"Find My Soul"

I like the weight of your
voice on my chest
But I don't know who 
I am anymore
Cut open secret parts of
my veins
And watch me bleed out
There are pieces of my heart
I don't want to share
with anyone else
I'm afraid they'll see
too much of me
And that you will, too
Because I'm not as transparent
as you think

"Nothing But a Good Fuck"

Go and change someone else

You're so platonic
it's making my guts turn
Push me away with your
averted eyes
Push away with your apathy

You're one big
loaded question
Who will never want me enough

Sunday, October 26, 2014

I've been waking up without a
memory of where I am

But your song still feels
like home
Voices like sparks
showering down on my skin
Making my blood clean
Thank you for your soul
For bringing me to life
with a single line

You make me keep hoping
the rain will come

"Life Vest"

I cannot feel
If I should use you as my life vest
Or let you gently float downstream

Tell everyone the same thing
"Tears calcify to heal the broken parts"
I'm full of bad bones
And you're all good

But sometimes I think
I'd rather break my own heart
Than stay intact just to keep alive

"Europe"

Your scent's still hanging on my skin
Call me "darling"
Call me "darling" again

You won't surface unless your
poison is matched
Yet I'm still rushing to you

Oh, pretty boy
Sometimes I worry
Because only you can hear me
when I whisper
And pretty boy
I think sometimes you worry
Because you want to wake up
next to me

Xanax dreams
And vanilla incense
No "we"
No "us"
Nothing is ours
Nothing ever will be ours

You can visit Europe
"You can even visit more than once"
But you can't live there
Distance
Fear
and Language Barriers
Quarantines
and Currency Exchange

You'll just dangle a one-way ticket
in front of my lips
And snatch it away when I bite

This well-traveled heart can only stretch so far
So don't call me "darling"
Don't call me "darling" again