Kat G

Didn't throw me for a loop

There are shapes bigger and cruel 

I forget what they can outdo

And even for today I've forgotten you

A reprieve I hardly knew

A small cost- shades of blue

I get off never knowing what’s next

Tell myself it’s exciting to perplex

Have I met a sense of self

Is this directionless wealth

Shifting around the box

Pretending there’s no lock

An illusion of freedom

Caged in ego deepens

Victim of choice

Creator of my own noise

Sifting in and out of form

The silence ringing in your sound

So i’ve learned to love the morning light

listening to you all around

This time i'm not running from the hollow

I know you’ll be gone tomorrow

I know our time’s run dry

I only want to say goodbye

In my own time

You’ll be a line

Come morning’s shine

I’ll be fine 

I’ll revel in dreams of yesterday 

When the fire was a place to play

But I'm not ready to believe the truth

I wasn't who you belonged to

Not who you showed me too

Despite this I still want you

Maybe I’m lying too 

When I was younger I was safe gone

I always wanted to run 

It was a similar hunger

Why would it show me how you feel

If we’re ships in the night

I say thank you and please

Consume me with ease

Is all u can see

I come back to eat

Breads thinner and pale

Do I compare

Or have i grown stale

Toss me without care

A reflection to your wear

Keep me small

Keep me around

Watch me love 

Watch me drown 

Still blame myself when I fall again

Even if it’s not pretend

Even when it’s real again

We meet at the right words

Name the you in me

Do you understand what i mean 

Our geometric reflections

Tracing steps in succession 

Ricocheted opposition 

Orbits our condition

Should we collide

Meet again in the night

Find your hand in mine

Silhouette of what we held dear

Farther than its ever spread

Breathing out thin

With promises to tomorrow we’ll stop 

I’m selfish with your attention 

Even when I’m not let in 

When we’re in the dark

When we know there’s a new start

 The wind of tomorrow rings bells to move on 

We dig our heels refusing its song

Trumpets and chimes

Sound in the times

Waves push again, out feet disappear 

Beneath the sand, the water’s so clear

No place to land, only a home’s veneer 

wake up its here

the imagination is real

how does it feel 

when dreams aren’t surreal 

does it give the same appeal 

are you spotless and healed

do you look for cracks in the seal

do you hold out in fear

no one tells you careful its near

congratulations,

I lost sense of the illusion or any truth.

That I am my home.