12 floors down to the street, it’s funny how far it seems

everything really is strange in the world.
but the funny thing is, it has always been this way.

 

its “under my skin, scars turn to stone, the freeway fades, red to gray”

 

 

(i like commas.)

 

-e.

i have an earthquake on my mind.

the world is (not) crashing down around me.
i’ve made this mess, i’ve built this fire.
(and yes, i am still yours.)

 

happiness instills its ugly head in my mind.

 

-e.

hargly slgo.

ven

 

bien.

a rose will bloom, it then will fade.

so does a youth, so does the fairest maid.

 

i want to watch romeo and juliet. no-i want to read romeo and juliet.

 

-e.

this is the moment that you know.

so i didn’t go to homecoming.
and i am sitting her.
doing absolutely nothing.

 

-e.