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Stranger

Saw my momma on the porch

the wind was warm, the air was heavy

with words we hadn’t said

And things we haven’t done

months have passed by but you still keep your head held high

I guess I’ve never really known you

Why you keep things close to your chest

Ive watched it tear you apart

but you never want to talk about it

and I’ve grown tired of it

I can never really hold you

when you’re nothing more than a stranger

Maybe down the line you can show me how to love you

You’ve never really reached out

I watched you from afar

As you tried to put things back together

and love a man that treated you so badly

I wish that I could say it was all right

when all I really want is to feel you near

I cant really breathe when you’re

crushing up my lungs

I can never really hold you

when you’re nothing more than a stranger

Maybe down the line you can show me how to love you

Saw my momma, on the porch across the street

the wind was warm, the air was heavy

Momma, dear, I hope that you can love me.

Days After

Sometimes I feel

like you planned this

drove all this way to catch my attention

Bet you told your friends right after

Did you think I would not notice

all of your intentions

Now I lay wide awake

thinking about a boy with brown eyes

Hoping that he’d come back

I think we both know

this can only happen one time

Now you’ve got my attention

Things seem to happen this way

I always get tossed away

Bet you have other ones too

Did you think I was just like them

know me from just a picture

Now I’m laying wide awake

Thinking ’bout your brown eyes

Hoping that you’d come back

I think we both know

It was only meant to happen this time

blend

its been a few months

since i last felt myself

i’m a vision

laying on the

palm of your hand

their voices

inside my head

saying things to me

now i blend myself

to fit what you believe

i’m losing touch

to be what you need

i’m not you

so i’m through

i’ll feed you the truth

now i blend myself

to fit what you believe

losing touch

to be what you need

please, go away.

introspective

this feeling of being stuck

imprisoned in my own mind

with fears of change,

I can no longer control

Imprisoned in a body

Unrecognizable,

Except when my clothes are off

And Thrown across the bed,

Of a cold blue truck

Constant tidal waves of nothingness,

abandonment hurts more

When it comes from inside.

Diving

Warm wind blowing through

The fingers ache to weave with yours

A smell of sex and pine

I almost feel you at my neck

Searching for things I can only find

It’s burned in my throat

I keep coughing up ashes

You keep choking on lies

Round Again

the children run, waving their invisibile guns

up in the air

a breeze warm, inviting

i remember the arms of my grandmother

as she wiped the tears off my face

the trees darken with approaching night

and a subtle pink, brings my mind around again

to the faint memory of a similar sky

and the sharp wind kissing our skin

i wish she could hold me now.

Still your body

Am I made like a tool 

You make it seem like my body is only for you

The deeper I look into the mirror 

I get further away from calling it mine 

You can say you’ve done your job 

The only one you’ve ever kept 

To make me feel like a sinner

When you were in the wrong 

Now when I’m lonely

My mind won’t work

As well as it should be 

I think I’m ready to drown

I think I’m ready to drown

I should learn to love myself

But I don’t seem to know how

I should learn to love myself 

But I don’t seem to know how