Little knots

Tied from strings of our past,

To never be undone,

Isn't it naive of us to think that?

Our future looks secure,

I'm happy to accept that.

But what if our string frays?

What if there's a fire and we burn together,

At least we'd burn together.

I would give you half of my heart

Because I share everything with you,

Even if it means dying together.

Ironic,

That me trying to save us,

Would kill us both.

It's a shame my heart isn't strong enough to keep us both alive.

It's large enough to be full from your love,

It's a wonderful feeling to be fulfilled, in love.

Step by step

Afraid of small changes,

We're commited to big things,

Looking for weakness,

Tired of sin.

I'm in a good place now,

I've found you.

You're taking care of me,

I'm watching over you.

Can you take care of me every morning?

Or is that too much to ask.

At least at night I'll see you,

Without your mask.

Incredible credentials

But nobody is looking at your achievements,

You haven't done anything to impress them, not yet.

We've just met.

Is it strange that we value trust so highly if we don't trust anyone right away?

Or is that something we just accept and swallow, even if it makes us uneasy?

I am often uneasy,

There are too many unsettling things about my life.

But I know that if I keep putting one foot infront of the other, I will get somewhere.

My heart stopped and I woke up

It's a nice day to learn who I am,

The day I almost died in my sleep.

I'm scared,

But surprisingly not confused.

I don't know what I'm doing to myself.

Maybe it's the caffeine,

I have a suspicion though, that it's my perfect life.

My body has to create some stress,

It can't believe this new life of mine.

Things here, things there

Levelled down,

Be straight with me;

Tell me how it is,

What's the deal with love nowadays?

Not much.

But you aren't the infidel,

Nor are you the confidant.

I just like dealing with it all,

You are my experience worth living for.

Promises are made but not made to keep

For the sake of saying we did,

When really meaning we could.

Beautiful secrets we've told one another,

Even if they're lies,

We feel closer.

And close is as good as we'll ever get,

When we look back at it.

Symmetry

The lines running down our backs,

Cutting us in two,

Despite always trying to fit in,

Showing our true colours,

Even if we walk around blind half the time.

These complications lead to

Extreme discrimination,

Of each generation,

Unending.

Such ridicule,

Done.

Sinkholes

Sunk low,

In a trench that you have difficulty pulling yourself out of,

Feeling down about whatever, whenever,

Wondering what it is you're doing,

And how you'll be doing it.

You sing sad songs,

You carry yourself along,

Cold feelings follow you wherever you go.

Maybe your tunes have something to do with it.

To express interest

Slowing down,

And actually paying attention.

Taking time,

To forgive but not forget.

I don't have the energy anymore for this.

And I wish that neither did you.