there is                   a tear in my                   fabric started                 as a nick getting               longer all the              time ragged             edges splitting             ripping painful             sound rending            wrenching threads           hanging stuffing           showing guts          spilling i don’t        know which       way to go . torn

Wide Awake

asleep and dreaming in a bubble with you we let reality slip away awake now and seeing it wasn’t really real just the sweetest dream but the dreaming changed me as I awoke, rediscovered parts woke with me the future blinds me with its possibilities eyes wide open


free freedom release relief funny I thought it would hurt more this is where I start to break away this is where I spread my wings and fly