Neurologic Tendencies

And then I get this rush of that unarmed goodbye,

We’ll make it through, and eventually stand tall whether that be in sync or with a slight fall.

Tell me its going to be okay, remind me it is going to be alright…

because you forget those sort of things, when your heart fails to reply

when your life long goal ends up having to be something you have to do everyday, even with those who you want to be honest with, the most important.

I am pretending, oh so much pretending… and its never ending

Working around the clock, around your words and all that hurts.

You swing left and then take a right, and within i have to fight. fight the instincts that i have, and this makes it all bad, oh so much pretending.

What is best, who really knows. where does all of this logic grow…

it stems from pretending, because its never ending and this is not mending.

is ever black or white.

your simplicity is tricking you, your fear is advising this phase.

you run, you hide, you deny that anything is ever besides black and white.

you are chasing the shadows, and falling behind. you cannot see what you have now, always wanting to rewind.

in the past, it is engraved… i see through your fear and your games.

patiently waiting for the phase, that others see but you still remain

Your Favorite Book…

(Source: laurelizabethsten, via saratronnn)

so much to gain and so much to lose,

what do i do,

actions and words, they need to coincide.

what do i do

you must carry that burden alone.

With heavy boots, and an aching gut.

to none but one…

and the unthinkable has begun…

you run out of…

Got those Heavy Boots….

(Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close)

in this same position once again with overwhelming density, not pulling me towards the ground or towards the sky, because then I would be one with earth…

but I only feel one with nothing at the moment.