Skeletonfish flow

I forgot you were around and what I needed

Didn’t mean to scratch you up, or fill your lungs with dust

I’m sorry to leave you hangin’

It doesn’t feel right, when I pick you up again

Like I forgot how to make you laugh 

We used to finish each other’s sentences (without any fret)

Even when everything went to shit

I knew you would make my nights worth all the loneliness

You should have been there more when I was smiling

I should have held you close when you made me hurt

To fight for the good that you’re worth 

I need you now more than ever

So I’ll pick you off this pile of dirt and hope you can forgive me. 

I try to recognize my fear, for all I know I could be missing out. The house I’m living in is ruled by anger and doubt So I sleep a little longer in the mornings now. Until I feel free to rise as myself I breathe a lot deeper and fight with my thoughts

If I was a safe keeper all of your ideas would be lost Usually I come to you with this shoe box of dreams Asking which one of these do you think I could be Stupid to be thinking anyone else has the answers This world is a treasure box and we’re all wearing eye patches This world’s treasure isn’t lost and we’re all seeking to find answers The answers are self love and trust So get a dream catcher We could all let in the lust and bust a rhyme to express each important time we’ve felt we have enough.

We have enough

We are enough

Accept the love, accept the love.

Breathing consciously is like forgetting

About dried out flowers and wasted fruits

In large chain supermarkets filling up garbage bins

Fermenting into a continuity of "fuck it" mentality

Everything that could have gone right, but didn't

Because of social laziness, otherness,

Even the most perfect apple picked out

In the health food store can taste bittersweet

We create a chain of social commentary

Being vomited onto blogs like mom's spaghetti.

Breathing to find stillness in the Aegean Sea

Scream into my ears

Be the angel I can hear

So beautiful and loud

Push me to stop from looking back at better years

I'm here with you right now

Holding onto this ache or knowing

I can feel alive again

It's the first time in a long one that I stop to listen

To the beauty of something real that I envision becoming

Ache or know you can keep me in this state of mind

Without wasting my precious time on a low heart rate for days

With my heart in my hands I'll run until my breath is blocks away

Squeeze while blood leaves a trail for you to follow me home

Sitting in a triangle,

Trying to focus on what I know.

Life preserve the drowning flow, be with who you are.

Comfortable.

Forget about the cold air, this icy playground rises me above the winter blues.

My eyes are shut, until I see a warmer hue.

Icicles waiting for the summer, shrinking in my hands until they're numb.

burr.

This cycle sounds like chimes, the streets are quiet at this time.

Soft haze helps me see I am at peace,

You bring me to ease.

Partially because you're kind of crazy

Together we appreciate the sad times, they brought us to this high wave,

Now we're cruisin' safe on the edges of this triangle,

So that we can swim with all the great whites.

Decided to start journaling again