you stole the words
from my dreams
covered them
in black ash
and they melted in the flames of your hands
it was the year when
the streets were dark
and we would erode under the sun
waiting to be carried away
we poisoned ourselves
just to feel alive
then hide from
the monsters of the night
too young to live
we wanted to kill
the light
and bask in
the teenage dream
too close to home
but too far
to hear
the screams
we were forever
on the run
looking for the everlasting
or surrendering
to
the ghost
you’re just like the sea
turbulent and free
touching sands but never staying
roaming inside out
stormy and wet
running too deep
waiting to be conquered
