#smallerthantherain

[smallerthantherain]

When our skin bridged the space between our atoms I thought I saw salvation brimming in the whites of your eyes A burlesque dance with threads wrapping all around me, and I never noticed what rapture lay behind your gaze Tangled up in your web and unable to move my limbs- panting and begging for a moment of reprieve I opened the gates on withheld resentment and you told me that you loved the sound of my voice I let you inside the place of my deepest fear and you complimented the way I kiss when I’m shaking When your skin bridged the space I put between us I thought I saw fond memories reflected deep within your pupils

[triplethreat77]

Was tagged by @sorry-mydear to post 5 songs I will not skip or are on repeat/heavy rotation:

I'm calling out @fght-ff-yr-dmns, @mattydemise, and @smallerthantherain . There will be *very* different songs between these guys - looking forward to it.

[smallerthantherain]

Passenger

I’ve died again

Feel myself

crumbling within

I don’t know who that is

looking back at me in the bathroom

They’re a stranger

that acts like me

sounds like me

looks like me

but I don’t know who they are

When did that person

take over my body

I’m looking down at my hands

and it feels like I am lost in a dream

Watching someone else

walk inside my skin,

trapped behind my eyes

and wondering when

I’ll live again

[smallerthantherain]

I left, a sudden departure from this unhappy place into a doorway made of letters

The words wrapped around my head, slowly caressing my neck, and smothered every other thought I had

I smiled as my consciousness stopped and my mind drifted into fantasy

[smallerthantherain]

I have become the stone of the sea, watching as time washes over me

[smallerthantherain]

Exhaustion

Now I could be remembering wrong but I don’t think it’s been that long Didn’t you say that you would try to be someone that saw things differently? I have begged and humbled myself- I have asked this more than anything else All I needed was only your help Cant you see how I have felt?

You weren’t just asking for my help- you wanted me to forget myself Asking me to change my ways as if they hurt you every day

Why did you ever choose me first if everything I do will only hurt Wouldn’t it be easier to walk away instead of us fighting recurring days?

You don’t know what I need You’ve never really looked at me I’m just an idea living in your head It feels like you’ve ignored every word I’ve said I don’t think it’s asking too much- to listen to the one that you “love” All I’ve ever needed was your ear but these days never feel like you are here Our first days you cared enough and now we barely ever touch like you get sick of my skin, like all your love is just pretend

Don’t you get tired of chasing who I’m not? You don’t want me but what you’ve sought You haven’t learned this a single time we’ve fought I think it’s better if we stop

 I am not the person of your dreams and I know you don’t get what I mean You have forgotten the person I’ve always been, and you wonder why I feel like pretend?

I am not asking for you to change

You don’t want me to be the same

All I ever wanted was your love

All you’ve ever done is ask too much

You’re not hearing what I’ve said

Why can’t you get this through your head?

I am so tired of fighting

I am so tired of fighting

[smallerthantherain]

Black Sunrise

Her steps are lightning, her silence the thunder That glare will bury you six feet under

Dark nails breaking; bloody hands shaking- next time you won’t keep her waiting

Dirty rain mascara dripping from her eyes but you can’t look away from the black sunrise

[smallerthantherain]

A Witch; A Wish

The wheedling man, alone again, so trite Enter in a forbidden den of spite A ragged meat, walking feet at night- savagely, he intends to plea my might

Imagine that- emboldened fat arrives The quaking legs, shaking dreg survived A wonder as to who is most surprised This night a new divine delight arrived

“Oh, witch of bog- hear me, my plea” he speaks “So right the wrong, oh make them bleed!” he bleats A quivered wake admits an ache, a creak Pretending man, offending lamb- how weak

The hubris of useless lugs’ desire A feuding bug insistent of my ire Eschew his blood into the mud, a pyre A supple heat of greedy meat made fire