Sequels Without Originals

The Night is Dark, and Full of Terrors 

Cause this is the me that I like to be
Charisma quick wit and charm
But that side of me rarely likes to be
In the face of causing harm
Can you see my fear as you disappear
Into someone else’s arms
Or are you unaware that the me you care for
Isn’t really me at all
This is me

People disappeared, reappeared, made plans to go somewhere, and then lost each other, searched for each other, found each other a few feet away.

Sleep is not, death is not; 
Who seem to die live. 
House you were born in, 
Friends of your spring-time, 
Old man and young maid, 
Day’s toil and its Guerdon, 
They are all vanishing, 
Fleeing to fables, 
Cannot be moored.

-Ralph Waldo Emerson

*pictures by me*

“You’ve learned all you need to know, Chance. Now all you need to learn is how to say goodbye.”

Come on skinny love just last the year

Pour a little salt we were never here

My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my

Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer

I tell my love to wreck it all

Cut out all the ropes and let me fall

My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my

Right in the moment this order’s tall

I told you to be patient

I told you to be fine

I told you to be balanced

I told you to be kind

In the morning I’ll be with you

But it will be a different “kind”

I’ll be holding all the tickets 

And you’ll be owning all the fines

Come on skinny love what happened here

Suckle on the hope in lite brassiere

My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my

Sullen load is full; so slow on the split

I told you to be patient

I told you to be fine

I told you to be balanced

I told you to be kind

Now all your love is wasted?

Then who the hell was I?

Now I’m breaking at the britches

And at the end of all your lines

Who will love you?

Who will fight?

Who will fall far behind?

Into the Woods 

a year from now we’ll all be gone
all our friends will move away
and they’re going to better places
but our friends will be gone away

nothing is as it has been
and i miss your face like hell
and i guess it’s just as well
but i miss your face like hell

been talking bout the way things change
and my family lives in a different state
and if you don’t know what to make of this
then we will not relate
so if you don’t know what to make of this
then we will not relate

rivers and roads
rivers and roads
rivers ‘til i reach you