Good MorningGood Morningblank/free9-22-117 stanzaswoke up feeling sicki know a new mouth to kisswon't save me from myselfwoke up puffy-eyedbecause the only sedativeare tears squeezed out by fearwoke up so discouragedi'm not sure what i'm doingspreading myself across the earthwoke up wracked with shamemy head spinning as consciousnessclimbs out of its nightly hammockwoke up with movie reelsshowing me how i've already failedin my grotesque attempts to movewoke up disgusted with memy leaping into this new pitis going to leave me with scrapeswoke up feather-stomachedI'M SO SCARED. I'M SO SCARED.fear shackles me to what is familiar
A Cleaner SlateA Cleaner Slateblank/free9-20-113 stanzasthere's no one like you.let me be completely honest:you and i could have lastedfor eternity upon eternity.your mind is so beautiful.let me pick at its contents:you are so full of potential,but you know all too well.a cleaner slate beckons.let me show you how clean:every single minute aliveis the start of something new.
My ShadowMy Shadowblank/free9-20-119 stanzaslurker of dreams unrequitedyour silent footsteps were lostbeneath the roar of the battlefieldi fought hard to come this farso when you latch onto my armyou'd better carry your own weightprize of the lost but victoriousmy sleepless eyes had seen youbut the crowd covered your facei tore through boulders to climb hereand as i plant my mountain's flagi will allow no eyes to enslave meyoung deer of the twilight houri can tell your horns are new to youbut don't dare ask me to sharpen themi ripped fears from my spine's cavernsand i wore my mind down to bare wiresif you'd like to be mine, come forwardcalm water of the saltier tidesthis opportunity devours hesitationso act quickly, this fire's burning awayi leapt over volcanoes's mouthsto ease my way back to sea leveland i need enriching: i want healingso get up now and run with memy hopeful shadow: my constantout of heavy air, cleanse my tired lungs
I Want to Go HomeI Want to Go Homeblank/free9-20-118 stanzasall of those timesi said to a vacant bedroom"i want to go home"what i really meantall of those nights i criedwas "i want to turn back time"because i went backi saw that home was aliveand i saw the people i lovedthere weren't any spiralsor arrows pointing forwardall i could taste were goodbyesi went back homelike i asked for in my sleepbut my mentor wasn't thereit's as if i saw a picturefor just one fleeting minuteand i swore that it smiled at meyou left me here to face this!you left me alone!why?!i repeat to my dimpled ceiling"i want to go home"but that place is lost forever
LobotomyLobotomyblank/free9-14-114 stanzasshoved down into that holeback upturned like old leaveslike the ones i saw in timeswhen ancient freedom reignedmy spine is played out of tunelike xylophones been unhingedclouds fill my head up to the brimand now i'm carving out the draina few more nights alone will iceand clean my forehead for the drilli'll siphon out the heaviness you leftand pour free molten shackle's metalthere will be new calm: new lifeand you can dissolve into memoryi will continue on however i pleasethe unsatisfiable will have no say