Blind my foolish pride,
Conceal blue skies
So I may feel the rain.
Please guide my selfish mind astray
And get me lost,
To find myself again.

Trying parts
Like fitting clothes,
Looking for both
Flair and function —
Who am I within this skin,
And will it help me
Sell my script
To those not looking
All too closely?

Post-trust honesty,
Untimely insincerity
Seasoning a too-fresh wound —
What do you expect of me?

Love, respect, and unity,
Come and share
The world with me.

Wavering connection —
Contrast in moments
Make one feel
So alone.

Not to judge you,
Not to hurt you,
But this is how I feel.
Take from that
What you like,
Just don't misread my intent,
Sharing my pain,
Up to my neck in your wake.

Sleep, routine, and caffeine,
Onwards like a
Good little machine —
Never stop to question life,
Never pause to wonder why,
Happiness, supposedly
Only a few restless nights away.

Confide, relate,
Heart connection —
Feel the feels,
Embrace the talk.

The scales of insecurity,
Honesty and validation —
Lie to me just enough
To soothe the tender me.

Happiness in little gestures,
Three little words
Encapsulated,
Wordlessly expressed
In a love language all our own.

Hope floats,
Hearts sink,
Love bears —
Hold on.
I'll always be here.

It's but a scratch
And it will heal,
I will survive
This bleeding heart —
Will simply sort through
All my feelings,
And bury all that hurts.

Actions
Impossible to follow
Feed the dread
That coats the hollow
Where affection once resided,
Where love’s flame is growing dim.
Open up, let me in.

It's what the world
Has come to —
Stupid people
Watching stupid people
Solve stupid
Non-existent problems.
All praise the mighty View.

I see the weather
Match my mood —
Black on black —
And I feel better.
Like a soundtrack
To my woes,
I turn it up,
And scream along.

Were I selfish
I'd follow
Your lead.

I have known all along
That everything you told me
Was a lie,
But I'm still here, waiting.
I won't accuse, I'll never judge —
I won't even ask you why.
I'm just waiting for the end
Of the story to make sense.

We hate
What we fear,
But why fear
What can't hurt us?
We hurt
What we hate,
And this circle
Consumes us.

Distract the masses
With a problem
They will never solve —
Eyes on the fictional prize,
And off the ball.

Lost,
But not
By choice —
Come find me
Where you effort
Waned.