The Burden

I have everything I need when it comes to everything I haven’t asked for

I’d ask for more but I know you would not believe me

You never believe me when I speak

In a whisper that you find peculiar

A peculiar part to the story I told you

Would I had the time to tell you the hard parts

The parts that make me sit in the dark for hours and hours

Tracing my hands just for the feeling

Oh it’s not much to tell

I can’t tell it all

It sounds like you need me

You need me to sit down

And recant my sighs

I’m sorry I feel it

I’m sorry you need it this way

Yesterday felt like today and today’s like it was last weekend

In the Afternoon I Think of You

So, I said, where are you now, out loud, as if to someone

Are you in my head, or beyond these waves, just here, just there

Do you dance with fates and sing out loud just how you’ve won

Are you sitting still and hearing nothing

Can you bear that silence

Do you bear it well

Can you collapse with all your faults, lying still to soak it up

The smell so thick of what perfume

Do you love yourself like I love you