Dear stranger-
Im taken in with
your enticing suggestion
your digestion of our laughter
the escape of my anxiety
to invitation of my heart
>thats where it all starts.<
and so I step out of the clouds.
let my head deflate
unravel my emotions
to find the rope around my neck
because im useless and unbearable
and all else fails
...In a world dipped in an array of colors
I still get torn between the black and white

{Following my exit sign..
I shake the dust off of my tired interior
still I'm smothered in this built up bullshit
that lingers from this vague disease of hope
I find myself buried in its innocent appeal}

>A reminder<
..So if there is a tree of hope
I shall shake it till it sheds on me
Leaves of the eve of fall
melt into my core keeping me colorful.