september 26th.

I don’t know how to write if you haven’t given me a reason to hurt
Every bittersweet sentence drips with everything wrong
With the way my mind works and the way my breath breaks
Dig your heels into this, it won’t take too long.
Every word I mean is an allegory
Every letter is just an acronym for something much deeper than myself
I don’t know how to speak, so I could teach you how to listen
Extract every vowel from my heart I’ll make sure it’s written.



losing
my
touch

09/24/08

i thought if i followed your footprints
i wouldn't have ended up so behind
every tear track is another train track
and another reason you aren't mine
if i could lock my eyes with yours
i'm sure everything else would intertwine
you're not the person i thought you were
you are the only reason i keep on trying

i would like to outstretch myself on the rug of diversity.

sept 07 08

this pen is drawing curves and zig zags becuase i don't know how to think straight
yours is drawing x's and o's, trying to catch me, i think you've trapped me
i don't know how to speak
but you just don't know how to listen
i'll ink a wishbone on my forearm
you'll find another door to kick in.

you're nothing of your own, i've seen you mopping up their feelings
regurgitate what you stole, we all know there's so much we're concealing
i could take a step
but i can't guarantee you'd take it back
let me rebuild everything i thought
and you can teach me how to crack

if i could relearn some charm maybe i could have avoided everything
if you understood how i am, maybe there wouldn't be anything
but every x is a mountain
and every three are only mistakes
come over for some lessons
i can teach you how to break.

i tried to hold my head up, every bad word i tried to chew
if you flattened me out completely, this wild heart would still protrude
i can't grasp whatever's happened
i guess i'll pretend i know what i believe in
invite me to sit down
and i'll just listen to my own breathing

you forgot what this was about