Nuts and Bolts

Ha ha eyes heavy… Body elated.
The sound of something this simple could make a soul float right through the skin which holds it captive.
Never meant to cry… But the liquid running down ones face is a welcomed surprise.
Cool tears and warm flesh, and that something…
Nuts and bolts are falling out your mouth
Focus for God’s sake…. It is pretty late.
And you think that it is going to be alright.
They, she and you… shit and fear pouring from the seams.
Only the silliest geese can calm this fear.

Never being able to say things as they’re meant…
Words swimming through the mouth and cascading to the floor.
It all washes out as you block them with a door.

Trust, I could hear you clearly… but all your words were empty

Footsteps Like People

There is nothing that can be done know, it’s hard to know where it began. All that really matters at this point is I am sorry. There went the first set of windows. I guess you could say that growing up wasn’t the easiest thing… I turned out fine though… Didn’t I? I guess maybe I just needed to believe in myself a little more. I wish that I had the opportunity to learn how to fly. There is no way out of this freefall. I can go places! I can do whatever the fuck I choose to do! I will be great! But I need wings… I am only a few feet from the ground now… If I close my eye, do I get another chance?

I didn’t make it… I am afraid to open my eyes to the footsteps, footsteps like people are gathering around the shell of what I used to be.

All I wanted was a second chance… I could have done it. I will… I will open my eyes and walk away from the carcass lying on the cement. And I will succeed in every way it couldn’t. My name Isaac… And I have come to live and to love and be happy…

Not Tonight...

Don't care anymore... Apathy is not the word.
Sometimes you may feel like running.
Looking in the mirror... It takes you back.
Long forgotten times past.

Not tonight... Your reflection is a reminder.
You wanted a change. You needed the chance.
Pave way for the opportunity to see itself present.
Oh mirror, mirror.

Never had the words to back the track.
Things get better all the time they say.
I don't doubt them... I just don't believe.
Everything changes but nothing comes free.

You like who you've become...
You may not like what you see.