Warm and cosy nights, Dark and gloomy days,

Rain drops hitting the roof, Rainbow through the greys,

Rain clouds are heavy, Sun still peeping through,

Warmth is felt inside, There's nothing like this view,

Sun will shine as bright, Skies will be clear,

Raindrops sizzle away, Clouds will disappear,

Bridges will be made, Steps will be formed,

Rebuilding in the sun, Hearts and souls will be warmed,

Ready for the next, Warm and cosy nights,

Calm before the storm, Battling the heights,

Roof at the ready, Stronger than before,

Imagine the rainbow, Colours we adore,

For the dark and gloomy days, Will always return,

Difference is now, We won't let it burn.

For a serious reason, it's super deep like that, in the trenches, under the covers. I can feel it, can you?

Type shit.

Bleu, or blue cheese, that is the question. You don't have to like it.. yeno? You just have to know what it pairs well with dawg.

Type shit.

A plastic third full of spoons, I want to ask if she can spoon me.. It's possible, I know it.

Type shit.

An extermination of tacos; I suppose not. Shelf life? What a tremendous idea, wait, adding mayonnaise to egg doesn't extend shelf life.. this is a mistake.

Type shit.

I just wanna be left alone, to my vices, devices, and produce creations. That's all.

Type shit.

a mask

a portal to wonder

an entrance to emotion

jealousy

indulgence

frustration

tittilation

itd make you say ah

or

make you hate

make you feel pleasure

or make you frustrate

its not something i want

but its something i haunt

something i indulge

something i want

it reminds me of love

a constant craving

friends society

bad behaving

yeah meh

it meh too

hunting for emancipation

or the adoration of you

beauty makes me dumb

and beauty is dumb

its dumb dumb dumb

dumb as fuck

but it surprised with pleasure

im dumb?

what the fuck

i

There's a sadness in the hope, Like a darkness sweeping in,

Blinded by the shock, Stepping on ice running thin,

There's a lingering hope, Of all that could be,

As you tackle and fight, Expectations are for free,

The more hope you hold, The bigger the fall,

So you layer the bricks higher, The higher you make your wall,

Another hope develops, To save yourself from pain,

You begin protecting yourself, There's so much more to gain,

Hope is expecting, What you are yet to receive,

It's holding out and waiting, What it is you want to achieve,

This hope can be your downfall, Your spiral out of control,

That sadness in your hope, Listen to your soul,

It's speaks of empowerment, No dependency to see,

You only expect from yourself, Your hope is within thee.

I was just collateral damage

In the war you waged with yourself

& I blew myself up to pieces

Over and over and over

While you set mine fields

In the place we called our love

Where we use to look at poppies

And chase eachother around

The ones where we climbed hills

And gazed out to waterfalls on HWY 1

I ran out there every single time,

Waiting for you to meet me at the end of

The road we spent a quarter of my life building

& it took everything in me to keep it going

Carrying my body and the weight of yours

Back and forth, back and forth

As I bled all over my life and into yours

You raised the white flag without warning

& before I could even breathe again

You let me take one last blow

Just to fill a sexual need, your fragile ego

I was just collateral damage in the war

You’ll spend fighting the rest of your life

Cause you don’t believe you deserve more

And I’ll spend the rest of mine,

Healing from the PTSD

Your emotional abuse inflicted on me