oh beautiful youth
kings of ignorance
and laughable conclusions
you get older
mice in moonlight
scattering for answers
come softer moments
the sun’s lips touch the clouds in your heart
will you wonder
where butterflies go
when the rain falls?
with mask over endless facades leather outfit to cover soft tissue emotions and tough voice to hide a despairing character she plays Halloween and falls completely into the pretense of pretending play
for so long we’ve been spinning through independent heavens whistling through existence in unparalleled arcs that lack an orbit my moon has complained that your famous pull on my ocean of happiness ha
like everyone else I was gifted three companions at birth Past Present Future we started growing together then grew farther and farther apart two became too difficult to live with so I kept the mi