I want to cry
I want to let it out
Each tear
A reminder of my failures
Each tear
Filled with my fears
Each tear
A bottle of sadness
Maybe anger
I want to cry
And for it to all go away
I want
All the bad feelings to
Escape me
In the form of salty droplets
I’ll have my tears
Leave streaks across my cheeks
Each one a path
That no one wants to follow
I’ll have my eyes well up
And when they empty
My heart will no longer be heavy
With sadness
I want to cry
And I want to be ok
Love is an open door?
All you need is love?
Love story?
I know that feeling
A bit differently
Not quite what the song was intended for
But I know of love
That opens doors
The love that is
Dear New York City,
I don’t know what it is
That makes me love it so much
Maybe it’s the buildings
That stretch towards the sky
Forever reaching upwards
Have you ever seen dozens of roses?
A field perhaps
Covered in red beauty
Have you ever tried walking through dozens of roses?
Your fingertips perhaps
Covered in red blood
From afar roses are gorgeous
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