i’m not afraid of being high
i’m afraid of looking down
suspended reality up in the
static clouds
anticipating
for a strike or
a reason to ignite
something deeper than fight or flight
from the hallows in my bones
that rattles for hope of
suspicion reborn or unheard
the rumble of regret bellows
through the darkness
then flashes in rapid succession
prompting the flood gates to open
at this point it’s too late to stop
the storm has come and the battle has begun
too hopeful that this rain comes in seasons
if there was a sufficient one i would give you a reason
time knows the sun will come again
even when the consuming thick fog
overshadows the remnants of truth
until the light comes again
bringing someone
refreshed and thought through
guilt plays tricks as time ticks
fear that the cause for darkness is me
yet the truth is
it will always be because of you
your stormy days roll through
with the intention of inflicting
blurry lines
your darkness takes no more light
what’s left of the hope is mine
your cruel and cold heart rips all love and trust from an unsuspecting chest
i dance alone in the rain meant
to drown out our best
next time you use electric touch
to build up destruction
i hope karma backfires
and brings no warning