gone
hazy daydreams drift through my head
cicada songs like symphonies
don’t miss me when im gone
i’ll be gone too long
she knows
melodies flow in the wind
to the nearby hearts of listeners
and she cries when she sings
it’s heartbreaking
to know that something so beautiful
could come from such sadness
adrenaline addict
it’s impossible to know
when the time is right,
or wrong.
the adrenaline is addictive.
regret later,
but never beg for forgiveness.
please
my skull opens to expose my brain
the ravens peer inside
and pluck out the little idiosyncrasies
that make me feel small
and as they do
i sleep and dream of the differences
in my life
if this daydream were true
softly
inhale
deep
two, three, four
exhale
hold
two, three, four
close your eyes
and softly,
so softly
expose your soul
to the peculiarity
of the world
drift away
try not to think of how odd
and unusual
you feel
breathe deep, slow
and breathe it away
acceleration
of blood pumping
thoughts fade
and you will go numb
hopefully not too
but just enough