for @tenebrouscrown & @tofindthesun
there are trees at the bottom of your heart and you know the name of each and every one of them.
there are thorns underneath your tongue and each one carves out a different symphony.
there is hope, there are eyes, there are hands
at the bottom of the river there’s the face beneath the waves its lips move through the murkiness of shame, it whispers
i wish you could see the stars the way i do.
when you trace your footsteps back you find you have no way of finding home.
there’s a pup that’s calling your name can you hear it?
there’s a pup and there’s hidden light beneath the leaves it’s like the face beneath the waves only you could trace it like memory, like madness, like rage.
only you know every sky and every smile and the pup keeps on calling
and you can no longer find your way home.