They hold the hands togetherAnd ran through the forestAiming for the starsAiming for the stars.

I get ink stains on my fingers because I play with my pen when I’m thinking. And I’ll frequently end up with it on my face. Some girls get racoon eyes from their mascara. But I get this war paint in smears and streaks.

I wrote us on the glass of the shower the water hot on my bare skin And the words cried Little droplets  coalesced by my witchcraft and sorcery Little condensing bundles  of water magic that carry away the words  of my wish

You call it shy As a joke In front of everyone at our meeting And I sit there and don't respond Confirming your accusation  I let you Think Whatever you want Because you don't know How this time last year I was so overwhelmed By a life I no longer had...

Some day,without warning,the illusion will snapNot loudlyjust a soft, indecent truthsliding into your thoughts:You have been falling since your first step.No rope,no anchor,no sky to reach.Abandon all hope.Stop falling downwardsand start falling upwards.Past has passed.Future never arrives.Now, is all...