sight & mind.

living vicariously through 

other's excitements and adventures

i escape my mind by focusing on 

what agitates me the most

reality. 

the dream of a reality 

but dreams seem so far away.

there are lights i haven't lit.

doorways that i haven't walked through. 

this journey's nowhere near completion

no where near an end. 

and when i reach the end i reach an

end that leads to another beginning. 

bogged down by logic and mind

we forget that there's a heart 

somewhere down in our burning skin.

making decisions that don't always make 

sense.

this is the opening ceremony for the rest of our lives.

professional liars. (but it looked like we were having fun.)

like birds with feathers

we'll fall apart together. 

twisting our smiles 

we rely on false happiness 

from real substances. 

watch us be free 

as we lie through our teeth. 

watch us take chances

and attempt to find our way back. 

you can either live these days

in a haze 

or face the faults in front of you.

the rest of us.

i've been shaken. 

(not stirred.) 

amongst tired angst.

dreams that speak the truth 

in untruthful situations. 

you can't see my scars

they're working with me 

not against me. 

maybe i can't see myself 

unless i have the help 

of a reflection 

refreshing my memory. 

take me to a lane and drop me there to find my way.

taking the place of time.

slipping back into a silence. 

i move without stirring. 

my tears are being 

held in by the clouds. 

pushing me through the storm. 

we fall back into place. 

waiting for the moment.

when we know for sure 

that everything will be okay.

the chase.

Place: 

above the lights of something I'm used to-

i escape to a similar but different territory.

a city chasing after my heart 

with its unbearable cold, 

knowing smiles 

and traditional ways. 

this is anything but home,

this is a second home. 

People: 

things that can be easily left behind. 

missing them can become a daily thought

nothing more, nothing less. 

knowing they can share laughs 

with or without me. 

only if I have to go.

only if I need to go.

Dream: 

snow cakes the trees 

in the early morning.

the sun glazes over the ice

wishing us a happy day on the last day. 

eyes open within the moment. 

this is our life now. 

this is our hopes now. 

when the sun starts to rise/i close my eyes. (opposites attract).

the moment i start chasing

becomes the moment you start running away.

i don't do this for fun, but because of 

some consequence that i seem to have made

up in my head. 

chances die and become numb unwanted feelings. 

we spiral into the way it was like we never 

really left it from the start. 

repeat release.

i'll say it to your face

i hate it when your so close but 

you're actually far away. 

there's sand in my eyes 

not showing me where i'm going 

but making me face where i am.

rolling in like a wave. 

this week felt like a moment

that would never end.

days of endless disappearing.

we hibernate our souls 

any time of the year. 

grasping on to our mindless reasons

not to participate in life. 

shouting at our insides 

we play games with the thought 

of losing it all 

when its all laid out in front of us. 

we scream in a shapeless tantrum 

trying to get the attention 

we may have thought we lost 

if only for a moment. 

'we' escape.

safe and warm from

all the insecurity and over self confidence

of the world. 

we build ourselves up so we don't break 

down as easily as some would like us. 

sometimes we go on tangents 

of proving, until we wear out of energy 

to keep up this imagery. 

i just want to hold the clouds 

and sleep in the sky. 

to revel in the peace that is nothing. 

rather than sink slowly in the pain that is something. 

show me that place here on the ground.

shifting advances.

we seesaw through weather. 

but we're done with this

we're used to it. 

holding on to the all of the freedom i have left. 

weaving through imagination 

weaving through reality. 

combinations of joy make sense in our mind.

i can now make sense of my heart. 

sometimes returning to sanity 

is the only way i want to return.