stones in a row

swing in
breath out
frequence
leap bounce
we wish
we pout
the waves
don't sound
they just play
above our ground
where we lay
and we drown
in the silence
that is so loud
a quiet driving
through our clouds
no rainy day
just puffs of doubt
patching the blue
with empty shouts

the sky is dry
my eyes can't lie
they try and try
but like water in the cycle
the truth will come around
gas or solid
its alternating vibrations

lying is honestly
the most constant thing
its obviously my promises
I can't keep them for longer than the taste
on my tongue
I'm a waste of lungs
filled with my hollow love
as if it could hold space
just cover up the nothing
with a little crazy
diddy I've written
in ribbons
along the city I call my bones
they don't know this
I'm too focused on supernovas
and my next poem
to let go of this coma
I've been writhing in
just lying here
finding my truth

finding my own sequence
in which to put my secrets
riding my own wave through this web of light and darkness
writing my lies upon this parchment
lighting my candle to fight the hardships
lying about anything that might come my way
too nervous of what the truth is
to ever let it out