you pushed me to poetry
what does that mean?
that I'm crazy
and you're mean
that guitars have strings
and pianos need hammers
what happens when we go digital
and hammers can't play broken strings?
hands shadowed
breach soft lights
hearts shallow
beat long nights
tears dropping
scream decibels
silent insurance
not answerable
I'm purple
but I'm red
I'm yellow
cuz I'm scared
I need green
for healing
I lack white
assured hope
I see black
displayed hurt
i dream fantasies
i'm real
i can't do this
i have to do this
i love you
but not like that
well, sometimes
i just want to be glad i made it
i want to have made it
made it with you
we're separated
i'm glad i made it
seperated
11:11 means i wish for love
nerves prove life needs more
than bohemia
jump
into water
into life
without clothes on
into sight
lets be wild
lets be young
lets be free
while time is ours
one summer night
we spend together
these hearts don't care
we leave forever
