Drops fall into crevices created from heated boulders of rain
Abstain from thoughts, brought on in moments less than sane
Warped and swapped brains w/ other neighbors in the same building
No walls nor ceiling make it impossible for sealing
Though we are all the same, we differ when externalities become feign
No blame in the fact that it came, but overtime it became more of the same
Vicious thoughts cycle in subtitles that can’t be tamed
Future readings of current situation too heavy to lift w/ out a crane
I watch helpless and caged, whips tips not felted swung from long range
Tears and rips even when we dodge and dip and try to move from harms way
I prefer my songs to skip and be stuck on certain moments and I never hit play
Id prefer to live Alaskan summers where the sun shines all day
Tree’s can not protect their leaves from the winds
No matter how hard they try to hold on, branches watch helpless as they descend
They sag and lean and try to make contact as the days pass
By the time they are reached, no longer green, as seasons change so fast
While they will produce more that they will try again to love and keep
It will never do away w/ the memories and the question of whether they
Couldn’t or wouldn’t leap back to their limbs
These are just feelings and this is just my perception
But I looked in the mirror today and question my reflection
Add it turned and walked away w/ out a word
I wonder if he knows that what I said may not be what he heard