Have you ever taken a walk
by the lakeside all alone?
If you’ve done that,
then we can talk…
Have you ever swallowed a pill
that tastes like your ego with no soul,
mixing colors you’ve never seen before?
If you’ve done that,
we can talk…
Have you ever dressed up for a murder,
left the room a wreck,
and went for the throat?
If you’ve done that,
we can talk…
Have you ever wondered about a life
floating with a new identity
that’s clean of lies?
Tell me you haven’t thought that
or else you must be mine…
I sat by the shadows,
so you should know that
I’m only here for the shallows.
It’s not your fault
if you didn’t know.
It’s just that my ill mind—
it wouldn’t let go…
Those truthful failures—
They’re not a decoy.
They are bloody strikethroughs
all over my dismantled bones.
How about you?
The person
who hides the darkest secrets
deep inside.
There is no denial.
If you’d like a try,
just repeat it once again,
but this time, cease the eyes.
Trust me.
It isn’t that hard
to rein it back.
You are just a human
buried with fears
in a name
that is well beyond
all of your goals.
I am just a human
born with mixed senses
in a body that couldn’t
contain them all.
I venture so I can be at peace.
You can come along
if you want me on my knees.
It’s only a temporary gist
of our long life ahead.
We are fine art and risks
when together and combining
our destinies.
The worst part is
when your skin is against mine
at the end of each dream.
You still have time
for the next sail
with another captain,
another man,
another passage,
another story.
But, promise me:
Please don’t unleash
the side of you that I see.
Believe me,
you don’t want him
to haunt you
in your sleep…
I still have time
to adjust my breath
for another goodbye,
another ride,
another opening,
another perfect movie.
I am cold,
but I am fairly steady.
It is the way
My life has taught me to be.
Unfortunately,
I don’t want another scraped draft—
Just because
I lost someone fairly
close to me.
Join me on this cruise,
my dearest.
There is no competition,
even if you lose.
Let’s celebrate,
and you’ll discover
a thing or two…
It won’t be the last time
that you see me
in my immensely embedded wounds
that are consist of
diazepam and lots of
lots of blues.
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