Compressed

Dive into a brain of sorrow, for tomorrows a future of falling tears and my hearts a target for shooting spears its a long wait for a beautiful date, when the waves subside and the thoughts I've cried lay on the floor of my brain to gain myself in the darkness. Cant you see what my words are hiding? Soon one day through the stars we'll be riding, imagine your existence on a plane abroad. No matter the face, no matter the taste no matter the vessel or how fast the chase, we will all float with grace in some alternate place...I guess it's a wait and I will let it run through me, and I wish you could hear what my ears whisper to me. To all the sharks in the ocean and all the pretty notes an the space between all we know and all we dream, for me is falling apart at the seam. -JLG