Wednesday, May 28, 2014



When those echos that detoured
came back to confuse my soul
Feeling warm with cold.
Found and lost.
Hate with love.
High and low.
Levitate me to the sky
then let me go
Avalanching through our past
I'm falling fast like melting snow.
And your presence only hurts me
when I knows that if it goes
my feet will feel a million pieces
as shatter through this floor.
Will your stay or will you go.
I'm at your peak and need to know
because there's a difference
between jumping off the top
and being thrown.