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Spiral to the moon
the eyes are so beautiful...
people abuse their lips too often..
ugly words.. distraught faces.
passing through dark voids..
black spaces..
footprints in cement..
writing in sand..
mistakes made, but by the time I realize..
it always seems just too late.
maybe we don't deserve a second chance..
sometimes I feel like that's all I need.
guess i'll have to deal.
in my mind, i've kneeled to you & cried.
in this heart, my yearning towards you will not subside so easily.
my soul is screaming..
there's a spirit looking down..
such disappointment,
destroying me.
false reality you try & pull her into..
worn limbs, shattered smiles, heavy eyes.
the pain is swelling..
so fake, you keep on, like a robot, with no cause...
fuck these man-made laws.
I don't need your restriction to enjoy myself.
these rules crash down, fallen stones on the ground..
I will blow away with the leaves, for I am not stablized as the trees.
some night, near or distant, I will fly up & greet the moon..
when I get there, i'll ask, "is it still too soon...?"
