Believia
Reach toward light
It makes me nervous
My shadow outlines
The purpose
Twenty four seven delusions
Paroxysms obliterate
My attempts at communion
Like a puppy in the pound (Eyes watching close)
My eyes will do the talking now
Hard to stay awake at times
And color siphoned from your eyes. (You're gratuitous)
I'm digging our graves
For a momentary distraction. (And I'm so sick)
Diatribes jacket my tongue
I'm an ornament of odium (Of watching)
Testing my elasticity
Let's see how far you can pull me
In opposite directions
Everything that's me you own
Melting in the sun like plastic
Composure it all drips the same
There is always something
Between you and me
A smile for two
Disaster in plain view
Don't grieve for me. I'm alright
Just wasted potential
Still fixating on my heart beats
Still too existential.
Bad at greetings, and leavings
Recalibrating how to be social
Hospitality is killing me
I can't decide if I should mention
I Try
I Tried
I Try
I Tried
I Try
I Tried
I Try
I Tried
I Try
I Tried
I Try
I Tried
Enough
Keeping it together
We're together in me
Feel the rhythm
For the rhythm of our hearts still beat
Keeping it together
We're together in me
Feel the rhythm
For the rhythm of our hearts
Legions of dust Half my age
Are tenants to my fingertips
Bewitched by worn pictures
Pressing them against damp lips
Old feelings-dug up, Hollow and cold
Reborn to boil between crevasses of fists
Fleeting through love letters
To tease a guilty mournful kiss
Long expired are those days
Memories become founder with age
Tears extend their reach
Persuading hands to ease their haste
Photos of us captured in motion
Both stubborn, and forever posing
Now lay in wait in a somber place
Seen only by one of whom pose
We can teach ourselves, but
Lessons can be learned wrong
Practiced to ingrain digressive
Coping Mechanisms
Twisted into the fabric
Of what makes us us
We can teach ourselves, but
Lessons can be learned wrong
Practiced to ingrain digressive
Coping Mechanisms
Twisted into the fabric
Of what makes us us
Clarity
Has shown me
How clearly
We have changed
Clarity
Has shown me
How clearly
We have changed
Clarity
Has shown me
How clearly
We have changed
Shudder Shudder
Shuddering at the thought of leaving a feeble position
Convinced I'd lost my sense along the floor in the kitchen
Reminiscence spored through the rifts of wishful forgettence
Your smile from yesterday is my new religion
Balance the present on the tip of your tongue
Riding toward a dimming sun
Heart set on a horizon long slain
Hold on for just a little bit longer
Balance the present on the tip of your tongue
Navigate the world with half attention
Commute to work, an unpoetic scene
Hold on for just a little bit longer
Balance the present on the tip of your tongue
Swallowed by a starving dusk
Resolve dispelling in the wind
Hold on for just a little bit longer
It makes me nervous
My shadow outlines
The purpose
Twenty four seven delusions
Paroxysms obliterate
My attempts at communion
Like a puppy in the pound (Eyes watching close)
My eyes will do the talking now
Hard to stay awake at times
And color siphoned from your eyes. (You're gratuitous)
I'm digging our graves
For a momentary distraction. (And I'm so sick)
Diatribes jacket my tongue
I'm an ornament of odium (Of watching)
Testing my elasticity
Let's see how far you can pull me
In opposite directions
Everything that's me you own
Melting in the sun like plastic
Composure it all drips the same
There is always something
Between you and me
A smile for two
Disaster in plain view
Don't grieve for me. I'm alright
Just wasted potential
Still fixating on my heart beats
Still too existential.
Bad at greetings, and leavings
Recalibrating how to be social
Hospitality is killing me
I can't decide if I should mention
I Try
I Tried
I Try
I Tried
I Try
I Tried
I Try
I Tried
I Try
I Tried
I Try
I Tried
Enough
Keeping it together
We're together in me
Feel the rhythm
For the rhythm of our hearts still beat
Keeping it together
We're together in me
Feel the rhythm
For the rhythm of our hearts
Legions of dust Half my age
Are tenants to my fingertips
Bewitched by worn pictures
Pressing them against damp lips
Old feelings-dug up, Hollow and cold
Reborn to boil between crevasses of fists
Fleeting through love letters
To tease a guilty mournful kiss
Long expired are those days
Memories become founder with age
Tears extend their reach
Persuading hands to ease their haste
Photos of us captured in motion
Both stubborn, and forever posing
Now lay in wait in a somber place
Seen only by one of whom pose
We can teach ourselves, but
Lessons can be learned wrong
Practiced to ingrain digressive
Coping Mechanisms
Twisted into the fabric
Of what makes us us
We can teach ourselves, but
Lessons can be learned wrong
Practiced to ingrain digressive
Coping Mechanisms
Twisted into the fabric
Of what makes us us
Clarity
Has shown me
How clearly
We have changed
Clarity
Has shown me
How clearly
We have changed
Clarity
Has shown me
How clearly
We have changed
Shudder Shudder
Shuddering at the thought of leaving a feeble position
Convinced I'd lost my sense along the floor in the kitchen
Reminiscence spored through the rifts of wishful forgettence
Your smile from yesterday is my new religion
Balance the present on the tip of your tongue
Riding toward a dimming sun
Heart set on a horizon long slain
Hold on for just a little bit longer
Balance the present on the tip of your tongue
Navigate the world with half attention
Commute to work, an unpoetic scene
Hold on for just a little bit longer
Balance the present on the tip of your tongue
Swallowed by a starving dusk
Resolve dispelling in the wind
Hold on for just a little bit longer
Credits
Writer(s): Jay Maronen
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