About Me
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They say he's hanging by a thread, that they won't let you take it back this time. They say they'd thought you were dead, could this be the bond that makes us one, or will it rip us to shreds? Like the frozen stalks, we curl away from the wind. The phosphorescence dries, a rose left to the ages. Can I grow paler? Or is this equilibrium? The set we've matched to deliver us home. But I never thought the fall would be the hardest, because in these dreams I conjure up the most vivid scenes. They say he's hanging by a thread, that they won't let you take it back this time. They say they'd thought you were dead, could this be the bond that makes us one, or will it rip us to shreds? I could float here forever. Yet to awake as part of the living, surmisive of eternal rest, alive yet ill, sicken these bones.
They say you could never return. A common misconception among thieves and vandals, an outsider to familiar faces. A shroud, to contain the Will in sign, yet to leave no trace behind They said never again, you won't get away with this. To think that we tried once more, tired and corrupt. I know your deepest secret. Because then the tides were the swell, and the sky became the earth. The petals lent of snow, and swore to our demise. Indeed we relinquished the last of the gimps. A natural assessment of the mar. Still a lens through the looking glass, a light beyond the hills, An image refracted of hope.
I'm sorry for your broken wrist, which was the conversational. break your arm free from her, but don't look back, it will only make things worse. I said take the past as fiction, and don't look back and try to make things work. Can you lie to the shadows, when the candles speak among themselves, though they swore they'd never tell. Your secrets safe with me, just another pill for the swallowing. Down the hatch, Liar... still i never hesitate to take your words for truth. Down the hatch, Liar... and you've never held your breath to take me for a fool. I suppose we've reached our climax, and you're falling apart before my eyes. And Im afraid if I reach out to help, Youll crumble completely, without a chance to say farewell, But then again, have we ever even said hello I think I'm coming down with the perfect malady, because I had forty dreams last night, each one of them were starring you
We pretended we were terrified, But we dared not look in each others eyes. Our anxious expressions could blow our covers. Subconsciously waiting for the other to act first. Its getting harder to maneuver my hands,
Clasped between your locking grasp. And the time is almost come, When you'll slip through my arms, As I force out a goodbye. And the autumn breeze,
carries the scent of fallen leaves theres a house burning in the distance This evening I've painted the sky a sweet magenta The clouds forming, and I miss it. All I wish is to hold you close, that I could rest my ear upon your chest,
to align the rhythm of our beating hearts, and match the tempo of your breath. And you'll inhale, and push me away with your explosive diaphragm, and I'll exhale, and pull you closer, and our motions will keep us one through the night.
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