ParadoxalAnthem

Falling towards you was probably the worst thing I could do in a place like this The years between us like miles on road maps that we nurture under our skin That morning we ran out of coffee so we sipped on A complicated mix of moral instability and lonely spaces between fingers I'm addicted to how things burn so I set fire to the ropes holding me down Yet I find myself floating towards the sun and the wax holding me together is melting And raining down around the grass we're bound to lie underneath I found my paradise wrapped in blankets of hell You found your company in someone dripping with lonely nights But at least I know you're not cold

You were such a beautiful soul Every inch of you pouring forth the lovely scenes of life The sun setting over a expansive ocean in one eye and rising over a forest in the other. Hydrangeas in the spaces of your teeth, thriving with the honey suckles on your tongue. You always spoke the most soothing words that never failed to calm the racing in my heart. Bones carved out of rich mahogany and breath like hurricanes blowing over still water Whilst geraniums burst forth from your nails. You would slowly run your fingers through your hair where morning glories poked through. Yet you were always blind to the wealth of soul and genuine life that d

I'll guard your gravestone when you're gone and not a living soul shall come near I'll send them away with their flowers while I bide in tears No lips will sigh over your plot or tell me otherwise of this: "I will not understand the sorrow you show, for they are not dead, they've simply gone home." You will detour the stars and rise up behind them Crushing them when you do not find God's fingerprints and blow them away like dandelions You'll taste the nebulae and meteors right off your finger tips. Cotton candy always was your favorite. Yet, it will not fill your belly with what you seek Only rot your chattering teethe, which is honesty for