03-30-14; roads

And I walk on this rough
road, lonely and in need of
someone who could fill the
spaces between my fingers.
The cold wind blows and I
keep walking. Before I realize
it, I've come such a long way,
I'm on the same road. It was
quiet and the skies looked sad
and I couldn't describe myself
any better. I'm not stopping
just yet. There's another road
somewhere. I just have to keep
going. It's gonna be fine.
Hopefully.

Little tracks

Look into my eyes and tell

me how they look alluring

in vibrant ocean blue.

Tell me how you wished

you spent your mornings by

the shore with me, waiting for the

sun to come up and by the time

the horizon is visible, we'll be back 

in bed again.

Look into my eyes and feel 

the vagueness of what your life

has become course through you.

Feel it seep into those tiny

holes in your veins like you want

to disappear in a bubble and when

you've gone the way of all flesh 

you won't care because living isn't

the same without me.

Look into my eyes and think of the

nights we held hands together

in the pale moonlight. Think of when

nobody bothered about us sneaking

out at night, them knowing it was the

only way I'd get through the day.

And you know what's sad?

It's when you close your eyes 

for a while and your mind takes you

to places you don't wanna 

remember anymore and by the

time you open them you realize

that you're not looking at my 

eyes at all. You're looking at an

old photograph of me almost

fading in color because darling, it's been

years since we've gone separate ways.

And you have no clue where

I am.

Cable wires

Locked in conversation

and feeling our beings adhere,

We stood next to each other.

our words meant something far from here

Wires tangled up

in all the things we desire.

We're emotional fighters

left burning in the sun's fire.

City lights glow

as cameras roll

to capture the movements 

of every breaking soul.

3/1/14; Walls

It's sad when you realize that you've built too many walls between you and the people around you. Something about that kind of thought emits a sad aura and you couldn't help but sit and feel everything dying underneath your skin. 

 At one point in your life this was everything you hoped for. Distance from people you think you've become a burden to. But later on you'll realize that you'll always be good enough for somebody and you're not a burden at all... but no matter what you do, your emotions will always be stabbing you in your guts. 

And maybe putting a great distance between you and everyone isn't the only thing walls do. They kill too.