sarcasimish

Silly little lies like to fly,

i always tell her to stop letting them loose,

To hold on tight before she is left alone,

With only the dippy lies as company,

i’m scared that she will still let them go, 

Sometimes when I walk into a room it feels like someone was just there,
it’s like their departure echoes the room.
 
I wonder if houses ever miss their dwellers.

Sometimes when I trek across track,

And promises felt like a horse that was tied to a hitching post, 
Of course you would believe that promises mean nothing but words,
Simple words that banish me from flight, 
And bind me along with the rest of your foolish herd.

Waves like to push me,
They want to engulf me in their essence,
They try to lull my voice,
And fill up my lungs,

Dirt likes to blind me,
It wants to cover me,
It tries to cake my skin,
And decorate me,

i had faith for you like i did the stars,

i rarely see them, but i know they’re always shining,

it hurt to start to turn the light on because yours wasn’t bright enough, 

that was the warning sign that you were giving up.

Rripples in the seas,
Eruptions in the volcanoes,
I feel a little naive,
I feel completely at ease,
A hymn in the Himalaya, 
A whisper in the the wind,
A sin for today and a sin for the, next day,