pieces of me

Like that

i constantly struggle to describe these indescribable feelings

oh to be free like a bird, in the roaring stretch of sky

the sound of soaring to caress my ears gently, as I watch the world drift slowly from underneath me.

crack me

I want that orange feeling that fills me to spill out into the open

I want to be the windows of a car, feeling the breeze brush past my temple,
my body is my power

I want to be friends with the clouds, even as thunder and lightning come and go

solar powered by day, and my nocturnal gears to chug forward at night

I want to be on a rocking ship with the waves raving and waving me hello's and goodbye's
I want a taste of every coffee shop without the coffee
I want these feet to go as far as heaven and march upon the freshly lain snow of hopeful winters

I want to be a flourishing forest full of song and gasping for survival
I want to dance on rooftops, and hug the walls of abandoned subways
I want to feel music, as well as I'd imagined it all this time,,
I want to lose my breath enough to say that I've raced to catch it,,
I want the love, of a million fire flies
Let me get caught loving with all that I have

let me cry with everything in me

I want it to hurt; to simmer lightly against my cheeks and travel down through the emptiness of my chest
explode up into brighter places

"make me a bird,"
like sitting on the window sill, watching the mystical minded child read through the pages of her story book slowly
oh how the fog that covers their eyes has always excited me
the pain, the worry, the and strong emotions of what comes before happily ever after
before the prince saves his princess
but why isn't life like the books say it
why can't it be like that?

a familiar town, and unfamiliar feelings tied along with it. Like the kids that don't belong, but look at it from the bigger picture and just say "fuck. it."

It's almost synesthetic.
I can almost taste it.

sometimes all the words for me seem to be written in stone, while you're color wheel in a tunnel of my nothing
let me dig you up
maybe if I dig deep enough
maybe i can get down on my knees and reach for you
I'll reach for you
with every inch of me I'll be reaching
until I'm going, going and gone

with just a snap of the fingers,
with just a kiss goodnight,
we could drift slowly away into the soft pillowy night
content with what we are
content with what we feel
content with what we've give to the earth
and with our last blinks it's an end to a new beginning. a new tomorrow
and it's over ,

just like that.