Have dreams in my pocket

Not my fault you are weak

For weeks and can’t feel your

Feet.  NUMB.
 Men
who stare at the TV
eat the scrum from the ocean
just to feel pain cus nothing
else seems to 
make sense in their 
lopsided brain 

i never want to say goodbye

to the real love 

   that's finally in my life

every smile 

    the tears that spill

from my eyes

sedated 

from within

   

frozen in this moment

frozen in our time

    

Run

real wood

beneath our winter
skies
we can grow


twist and reach
             i love you

i can't believe there was a time 
   where i would lie 

 to myself 
to my heart 
to my      b r a i n


   thinking my soul was at fault

 but my mother called and said 
  
     nothing is wrong and i'm allowed 
to hold my bleeding heart in my 
palm 

if i want

not a man
not a woman

can tell me how to treat
 a broken heart


until you feel my pain 

take your eyes for a walk 
              before it 

                             rains

ruby eyes
   so mesmerized


nothing more than this
   my teeth feel great


                      (BLACKJACK)
against your knees

   can't act a fool, when in fact
 you started the house fire

which witch

cover your eyes from my scars
 for your soul can't
            handle the truth
rob me from my
           old miseries
but this old heart can still love

emerald blood, but still empty
    obviously colorblind but
can still feel the thorns

                      of this black rose
    i should've known when the rain didn't
touch your skin,

   ....when the spring brought snow

i should've realized you weren't him

  when the sun didn't set and the moon
couldn't rise,

 i shouldn't known

the pain
my heart was feeling

was real