I'm back where I belong, it seems
By myself at last.
I tell myself it's what I need
But thoughts are coming fast.
We could run away
and live life for the chase
Never looking back
Pretending it's a race
Are we being followed?
No, but that is half the fun
I need to get away from here
And i want you to come
Whatever tries to find us
Will have to eat our dust
So lets just run away, babe
And find a better 'us'
Armed only with paper
And pensive looks
Ink in my veins
Blood in my books
Tears staining a blank page
I do not live to write
Instead I find the opposite
When inspiration strikes
Being with you
I felt human agin
But in that moment
There was foreign blood
Pumping in my veins
So I scream out
Feeling raw inside
“I deserve to be loved!”
And listen for the echo
To return from the empty
So it can remind me
That I am
Alone
My arm has fallen
Asleep again
Like my mind at 3am.
And I hope by shaking it
Out today
I may save it from needles
And pins
I inhale lemon.
A sweet breath
That ushers in my sleep,
So then i waver
Into a state
Filled with nothing
Except the scent
Of tangerine dreams.
When will my heart
Be as full of love
As my mind is full
Of worries?
Im on top of the world
But i am all alone.
So i wonder
If a life with you
Would have been worth
Losing it all?
how do you feel now? where did you go? was it really necessary that i lose you in order to grow?
Jhené Aiko Efuru Chilombo, 2Fish
Freedom.
I have dreamed of the word
But have always been uncertain
Of its meaning
Is it choice,
Or ability?
Or is it something in between?
I ask for freedom
But wonder
Which side of the bars
I see