yes the pull of each and every..
my throat feels it more than my heart
for heartlessness has become my sanctuary
while the pull of each and every..
i know its not an illusion
the images and truths i have built
for every sight and sound
i stand to believe
i pull myself out of the dirt
with dust in my hair and blood in my eyes
from holding the tears in so long
i stand
and i face you as
the pull of each and every..
its all i can do from opening my eyes
i see much clearer when i turn my head
for all my fists and feet can do but break
against your armor
but if all i do is turn my head
my brain can crash through every wall you've built
and grab you as you watch us fall
and falling i close my mental fingers tighter
to let you know
that at then end
before we hit
it was i
who let you go, as
the pull of each and every..
so from the dust i lift my face
tiny relief of tiny rocks leaving tiny marks
falling from my cheek
grayish brown my lips are frozen
in a quiet simple half seen smile
i stand eyes closed
dust clinging to my lashes
i see you all around me
inside my head
and outside my body
and just when you thought you figured me out
you look in my direction
i take your breath
and turn your stomach to ice
as i open my eyes
and for the first time in your life
you see me
i show you
and i watch you scream
as you finally see me as
the pull of each and every..
i cant wipe the smile
and i cant hide my eyes
as the sight of finally seeing me
burns you from the inside
and whips you away
from all you thought
was safe
and right
you see me
for the very first time
for some reason
there's a tear
as it happens
the pull of each and every rib in my chest
breaks one by one
i swing open, a saloon
and you see my heart
i say 'your fear is too much'
you say 'your love is too violent'
i say nothing more
for i know too much
i know
everything
even now
as
i
fall
my throat feels it more than my heart
for heartlessness has become my sanctuary
while the pull of each and every..
i know its not an illusion
the images and truths i have built
for every sight and sound
i stand to believe
i pull myself out of the dirt
with dust in my hair and blood in my eyes
from holding the tears in so long
i stand
and i face you as
the pull of each and every..
its all i can do from opening my eyes
i see much clearer when i turn my head
for all my fists and feet can do but break
against your armor
but if all i do is turn my head
my brain can crash through every wall you've built
and grab you as you watch us fall
and falling i close my mental fingers tighter
to let you know
that at then end
before we hit
it was i
who let you go, as
the pull of each and every..
so from the dust i lift my face
tiny relief of tiny rocks leaving tiny marks
falling from my cheek
grayish brown my lips are frozen
in a quiet simple half seen smile
i stand eyes closed
dust clinging to my lashes
i see you all around me
inside my head
and outside my body
and just when you thought you figured me out
you look in my direction
i take your breath
and turn your stomach to ice
as i open my eyes
and for the first time in your life
you see me
i show you
and i watch you scream
as you finally see me as
the pull of each and every..
i cant wipe the smile
and i cant hide my eyes
as the sight of finally seeing me
burns you from the inside
and whips you away
from all you thought
was safe
and right
you see me
for the very first time
for some reason
there's a tear
as it happens
the pull of each and every rib in my chest
breaks one by one
i swing open, a saloon
and you see my heart
i say 'your fear is too much'
you say 'your love is too violent'
i say nothing more
for i know too much
i know
everything
even now
as
i
fall
sky:
okay, so if you caught me in a butterfly net i'd be so impressed that i'd vow to be your butterfly forever.