If the world was ending you’d come over right ?

I sent you a song about the world ending

I hadn’t realized that it already had

Ended that is

They told me that when I died that it’d just simply go to black

But they used death like it was permanent

rather than a reoccurring patch

Conversations I find, are better had

Now with a mix of scotch and a cigarette in hand

Liquid life please, add some life to my eyes while I dream

Then this reminds me there’s still things for me to see

Though my mind is like ww3

With the falling of each shell ticking down the time I have left

I died with you when I said goodbye that winter morning

But this time it seems

Only temporarily I’ve faded to black

My world with you ended

Bumblebee

To create a world without you

Seems to be harder than I’d perceived.

😴

🐝🐝

Føcus

Rust corrupts the floor through a presentation of bubbling rage. Focus flees from me as I attempt to grasp it like wind. Cold coffee from a dusty old can and a paint stained binder, touched by many finger prints. For poetry, I attempt to persevere, though even my writing lives amongst chaos. It’s as if I am the tree, my thoughts the twigs compiled into a jumbled mess and I’m left wonder if the eggs inside will ever hatch.

The prophet, my second attempt reads. What if the answers I need are hidden amongst the pages ? Waiting behind the black stripes on the cover. My mind flits to you like eyelashes fluttering under a blinding light. You’re a pitcher of water filling my glass, but we’ve hit too close and now I’ve cracked. I can’t ask you to fill me faster than I leak, simply an old poster of a once beautiful scene.

Withering away from the environment. What again ? Was the dream that it portrayed ? I asked the golden sands what dream it had gave, but for me he had nothing more to say.

Sometimes I wonder… The mountain tops we see, so calm in their sleep. I wonder if they willingly fold so that we might climb and for a moment breath. Then the highest outlines leading to peaks to which we wouldn’t dare to creep, are simply unwilling to deceive us into thinking they’re simply rocks compiled to sit under our feet.

There are many languages I’ve begun learning to phrase. All have yet to assure me that words will ever really be enough. We see the collision before it occurs, but in truth none of us really look. I could write you a book on all the things overlooked, but that would entail that I myself am not also blind. In reality it seems all this questioning is simply rather deafening to my mind.

How many senses do we each really even have ? I wish to be touched but reject the scenario because I have yet to be touched in a way that skin can only mimic in this tangible world. I crave to taste, for at least when I consume there is something left inside… inevitably breaking down like every other fickle thing we perceive as strong.

Only improperly do I call them things. Though I suppose a thing is what I too am. Does anyone care to debate ? I close my eyes and as a prophet may perceive the future, I remember my past.

My darling sandman, how could I have left you so dry ? I asked you for a dream when you were already mine. Now rather than a pitcher, you’re regarding me like dry sockets where tears can no longer cry. I think now it is time, I learn to focus in my own right. Then maybe we can share an ugly truth rather than a beautiful lie.

THE WORLDxYOUxINSPIRE…Culd we all be friends ?

Tried rooting my beard

Seems youth seeds no longer grow

And now you can’t have nature

Without a credit cards flashy shows

La vie en rose

Is now a perfume everyone knows

I just wanna dream of you like sweat and soap

They say the land has eyes and the lashes tickle your feet

Please be kind it whispers…

As the wind blows garbage to a place your hand can meet

We all make mistakes

Simply for you to make up for them it seeks

I know you guys are friends

Introduce me to someone could you please ?

You corrupt my mind

But with you it ain’t free

To be with you indefinitely

A pretty penny I’d have to be

The world wants more

So in turn we need your friend

But you’re the only one that can help me

Like no else could even pretend

I crave your scent like soap and sweat

They say the land has eyes and the lashes tickle your feet

Please be kind it whispers…

As the wind blows garbage to a place your hand can meet

We all make mistakes

Simply for you to make up for them it seeks

I know you guys are friends

Introduce me to someone could you please ?

Someone I Barely Knew

When did I start only seeing your car over the barrier

From here it seems the tree branches sweep the clouds from the sky

I miss gazing into those metallic eyes wondering if steel could learn to cry

I always saw your actions in grey and your lies in white

But now your black is in the corners of my sight

The tendons to our bridge are starting to snap my darling Achilles heel

This raft won’t carry 2, so rather than be rose I’ll learn to kneel

< Chorus >

How did I never notice we only jumped to red roofs

And you never asked why I saturated myself in blue

You always said purple was a shade you’d never do

I’ve always been a cabin in the woods while she’s a skyscraper in heels

Under this weight even Hercules would keel

-Verse 2-

This loss is like the 4:44 I once loved as it cleanses me

Like you were rot in my teeth and now I have floss

I always hid my bleeding lips under glistening gloss

Before that electric feel, what kinda food shall we eat for this final meal

You could drink my tears while I eat your fears

Then when asked by our peers

I’ll say you’re someone I barely knew

<chorus>

To The Future Blue 💙

You know, one time you woke up bleary eyed, and he said that the meaning of your name didn’t begin to describe the light that opening your eyes brought to the world.

You know, the first time he came over, your first interaction was him lifting a guitar and watermelon Jack Daniels and you lifting a wii remote and sleemans.

You know, one time before sex, he asked you to put on a rick and morty sweater. Not only did you do it, but you made a dance out of it too.

You know, one time you gave up your dream, because someone else had the same one, and the look in their eyes was defeated whenever you got a compliment instead of them. Now their well on their way to that dream.

You know, one time while you were working, you yelled in front of all the customers to your manager “I only take a shit when I’m getting payed for it!”.

You know, one time someone called you crude. So you giggled and burped in their face.

You know, one time you made an elderly lady laugh, because you convinced her that you’d turn all the workers of a bakery, into an orchestra that would take the world by storm.

You know, everytime you preached to no one and everyone, someone was listening.

You know, when a taller Daniel Radcliffe came into your work and you swooned, he swooned a bit too.

Did you know that even if they blame you, it doesn’t mean that it’s your fault.

Did you know that even though you weren’t loved when you needed to be, doesn’t mean that others won’t love you after.

Did you know ? Everytime you pushed them away, there was always someone that kept trying.

Did you realize ?? That through all those walls, someone still always slipped through ?

Did you know ??? That everytime you wanted to die and didn’t allow yourself, it was the universe telling you that you were meant for something more.

Did you know ? I love you.

I loved you yesterday, I love you today, and I will love you when you find this hidden in a dusty old notebook years from now.

Now, did you know ¿ That even though you couldn’t believe it, they love you too.

So when you read this, tell someone you love them. Because saying it, will never make you weak.

Did you know ? Love is stronger than anything?

Did you know ? You’ve always been capable of love, and love, you will always have.

~Blue

¿ Déjà Vu Who ¿

Reality, after reality, they loop endlessly/

Dancing down the line with that consistency/

A flow of people, with a thought weighing their minds.

I close my eyes, and imagine myself in each different reality/

Often simple changes, caused by small activities/

Like what I had eaten that day.

But sometimes it’s more all consuming/

and it almost begins to feel degrading/

Because suddenly, I’m living a completely new life.

I imagine that déjà vu is caused by my reality’s self shifting/

Realizing, that slowly, things continue changing/

Brushing close to another reality’s me, because we’re wandering down similar paths.

Or maybe it’s something completely different, like a similar memory/

From a past life, or even an old movie/

Or just simply, past me feeling myself doing what future me has already done