I try to bend the light-
distort it from the comfort of my bed-
most days,
I manipulate my day dreams
half awake,
I let all my secret desires play out scenes
tucked slyly behind my eyelids
they trickle out of my ears,
metallic brain waves
drip onto my pillowcase
leave them as I learn to balance honesty with social norms,
I've learned to live one day at a time
as if I was addicted to feeling alive
it's easy to crumble under the weight of the stratosphere
slices of sunlight wrap their tentacles around your wrists
we all want to follow the brightness
unfortunately,
existance thrives off balance
seasons are cyclicle,
the sun has to take a break haf the time
so why should you be any different?
some of us rise with the moonlight-
hightides,
crash with passion,
but it's ok to sink into seclusion
breathing is both internal
and unifying,
intimate and yet so universal,
we are animals,
trying to convince ourselves we have control over anything
the weather,
trageties,
and most of all our emotions,
we are each unique,
yet so similar,
terrifyed of failure,
scared shitless of success,
most of all we want to give more love than we recieve
with the knowledge that we are entrusting
our time and energy
in people who deserve it
but if you find yourself
soaking in betrayal,
you are one step closer to knowing who your friends are.
as much as we hate to admit it,
we are incredibly fragile-
and can't stand the feeling of our trust being shattered
broken like our bones,
the snap of your own sanity can be startling,
don't panic,
these things happen,
when you remember to breathe,
breathe deeply,
enough to crack the ribs
that cage you in in the first place,
that concrete exterior isn't natural,
so unzip your skin,
step out of the waterproof wall you've been hiding in,
and decide it's finally time
to live.