settling for less. wanting more. craving desire. passionate attention paying nothing but remorse to the brittle reality of something larger than life. snake and ladders, words sharp as knives, waiting for the floor to give out. counting black sheep and never getting any rest. anger sprinkled with flavor and the essence of clarity is being clouded with the essence of judgement, heart and mind with not decide, working against each other - breaking spines. throwing the covers over weathered faces, forgetting this, exploring other places. catching hope and pocketing faith, losing your religion in a beautiful place. ghosts kissing your head while you sleep with the dead, and all the night is alive while contemplating lies slither above and beyond the substance you wish would comfort your tired soul. bare legs on a cold Canadian day makes hearts race and flutter, eyes holding onto seconds of pleasures and begging for an everlasting moisture to sooth unbreakable times. shoveling fear into a pit of despair and silently wishing you were there, here, anywhere but here. cloudy temptation screaming your name, alluring adolescents playing games. ticketed paradise, admission never free - searching the creases of a heart beat to secure something that cannot be seen. love, like suicide, a self induced action.
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