"i'm simple cause i get images, i get people or them dancing in front of my mind and the emotions can be derived from watching them and you're complicated because you get melody, something poetic and simple and if you could see the blackening cloud storming awake inside of me right now you'd be quite shocked at just how deep this entanglement lies."
the sky looks like a dry erase board today and i want to grab a red marker and scrawl 'BEWARD: TURN AROUND BEFORE ITS TOO LATE' to its occupants but i'm too much of nothing (like i have been lately) and being curled up in my bed is so much more comfortable so i throw the blanket over my eyes and block out the white theme of thursday and let the words wash over my mind and recognize that it might take me a week to write this, it might take me an hour to horasely whisper this into my voice recorder, i might not want to continue forever but i'll sing my blues for five cents to she who thinks she's fiecer than the leo who roars every time someone steps on her tail now.
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