the difference between a crazy person and a normal one
is perseverance passion in their words and which direction that they run
when faced with danger
eye to eye
im no stranger to living a lie
iv climbed higher than u can fly and i havent even spread my wings yet
iv seen things from perspectives u couldnt wrap ur level headed brain around
iv invented angles that would knock ur cool and collected feet right off the ground
your pulse beats steadily
mines erratic, see
your thought are constant but heavy
and mine occur sporadically
at a glance my sentences might seem random but they have meaning
for instance this next sentence might be gibberish to you but mean everything to me
porcelain walls leaves changing in the fall sunlit life medicine innocent eyes icicles brain waves grass stains sunsets cracks in the path and space between train tracks
listen, time ticking by missing life wishing i
could live a normal life without slipping in the piles of mud that make up my mind
the over packed stuffing bulging at the seams with my thought of everything and nothing combined
my eyes are bullet proof glass
windows into the zoo
holding back the circus act protecting those who intend to intrude
all the cards are stacked but who knows who will win or lose
im an unlit match
strike me wrong and ill burn you
breathe deep
soak it in
kneeling in the leaves, broken sticks
we see open skin
now let go and leap from the bridge
when i speak all i can do is hope
that the next work lays down flush with the last set of words that i spoke
to form a string of verbs and nouns that make some kind of sense
because sometimes my brain fails to distinguish what i meant and what i said
from each other and i try to unclutter my mind but sometimes conversation's just too sudden and my thoughts and my mind dont form a straight line, fumble and i stutter but escape just in time
bleeding
skin
seeping in
breathing
live
reaching heaven
hand, time, sand, line, drawn, i, bleed, cry
and everything i thought were signs grew legs and walked on the mask that i hide behind
cracked and broken its falling off
snapped and hoping i can hold it up
peeling off peering past the blood
would love to climb out iv stalled enough
centrifugal force is pushing me towards the outside and im alone
im supporting the core i am the floor walk on me ill implode
(collapse)
trap everything iv ever loved under the pieces that u broke
hoping that my world explodes because in here time moves slow
waiting at the bottom of a cup for you
dead brain cells autumn yourself and the truth
close your eyes
thats not a picture of a nightmare
its a perfected reflection of you
my throat is closing
the weight is stacked on my back my faces are flushed
and my shoulders are folding
hand in hand with my better half
i am dying
my mind is trying
to climb outside my skin to get a good grip and de-spine me
but its not gonna happen and im glad that im back again
even if just for the moment
ill have the last laugh dragged through the dirt tore my limbs my frame is broken
and i am happy for the first time since i hit the ground so the reason that i drag my feet is because i like where i am right now

-Quiet