You can keep breathing, I only fall when you are near me....

I'm sick again. No energy, my body aches like I've ran for miles. Always tired. Riding through the rain on my way to the first 'family' reunion since the split. "The house has sold. There's a sign right out front." Now what am I supposed to do? When can I stop worrying? Who's meant to take care of who?
My dad leaves in less than a month.

Cast my soul into the sea,
Anchor it away from me.
My mind, well fed by wires, can stay,
I'll slowly waste the days away.

Silkscreen coma, a heart twice broke,
Betray myself, hands poised to choke.
My heart is clogged with blackened past,
Regrets I didn't think would last.

I talked to God and asked if He
Would puncture sky and swallow me,
Dust off my feet, forgive my sin,
But I could never worship Him.

Cast my soul into the sea,
Anchor it away from me.
The weight of knowing what is wrong
Will haunt me after you have gone.


Horizontal lines of rain rose like static on the car window. My sister laughs.
"Little kids in that truck were playing with the steam on the windows."
I imagined little hands waving wet and painting pictures while I close my eyes and try to dream.







"I fake my life like I've lived too much, I take whatever you're given, not enough."
-Sneaker Pimps