go outside
a year or so ago. or not
these were in front of my lens
seen stuff
two weeks two coasts
pics of stuff
help me say goodbye to what i want
help me say goodbye to what i want
place me in a spot up near the front
inform me of the ways i hurt myself
push me to take back things on my shelf
tell me that i know that they don’t care
show me how to understand what’s in the air
lead me to the path that i can’t see
point me in the direction of where i need to be
let me comprehend i don’t belong
remind me of the times when i am wrong
i don’t have the grace of letting go
i’m a dam i just can’t let it flow
holding on’s a desperate kind of low
but pain’s my friend the only thing i know
open up my veins so i can bleed
release my ignorance of what i need
cleanse me of the thoughts that cloud my soul
arrange me in a way that i feel whole
reveal to me the truth that’s in my heart
shadow me as i let it fall apart
piece together what i leave behind
glue together the pieces of my mind
look up any page in my scrapbook
see every single thing that they took