Give Me Something Worth Dying For

my attempt to be understood

stains everything i do

there are no mistakes

let the chaos consume you

To look down from above

There’s no god in the heavens.

You won’t find it looking up.

Sometimes you have to see the world,

How the heavens would see… us.

In the boring, unique, and subjective.

In the small chatter across a dance floor,

In the old guard dog that lays brazenly across old sofas,

In smiles with a stranger,

And heart palpitations.

Even in the wind,

Or in a cold shoulder,

Burning knowledge,

And a bottle that’s broken.

You’ve been given all of the pieces to find,

What you’ve been searching for inside.

Maybe what I’m trying to say is the presence of any kind of god would be all around us.

Or maybe even within us.

-b

dont you know,

what you do to me?

you didn’t know?

well this is new to me.

where are we going?

who we gonna be?

i’ll take you far,

and be whatever you wanna be.

how did you take my heart?

my anatomy.

did you think it hurt?

well baby i didn’t feel a thing.

i tore it out,

so easily.

I hold my home in my hands,

My mind flies around like a phantom,

And all along she was there,

Touching my skin,

Oh she got me going mental.

What would you do,

If I loved you just a little?

What would you do,

If I lean a little closer?

It’s my fault,

I haven’t done what I’m supposed to,

I was wrong,

For bottling all these emotions.

History doesn’t repeat itself. It rhymes.

-a crazy scientist looking guy I met today

life is all about those secret moments,

that nobody would know,

but you

my mind is too fast

i can’t keep up

i hear music when i’m around you

We love the way we want to be loved