it's gotta burn

wants something so deep it bursts my blood veins. i wanna shut my eyes at night and loose myself. let shouts and love overtake my half eaten night and burn away the woes bestowed by the most mundane monotony. sometimes i like to imagine they're saying exactly what's on my mind. that they're even talking about her. yeah, that's comforting. thinkin it's felt somewhere else. in some other corner. about the same poisoned soul.

Calm, Still

who knew getting older would be so lonely. my dreams turned against me. and my self-consciousness has run out of my control. i haven't been able to squeeze a sliver of expression past my teeth for weeks now. the world's oddness spirals on around me relatively less frequently disturbing my waters. my plan is to sit calm and cool, drinkable and clear. fit for queens.