the buildings we used to break
empty rooms silent and half-focused
posters on the wall cast my dreams goodbye
notice every detail before we slip away
a doorway where we found hope
broken glass left on the floor
colors…guilt ridden
blue days keep me alive
whispers shaken with disguise
speak in electric tongues
when instinct feels experimental
all the movements broken from my head
make the last return before we fall from the shore
emotions I can’t hide
thoughts controlled by supermarket checkout lines
every pattern we’ve tried to break
every dawn we can’t face alone
wishing I were somewhere else today
fall to the ground with every detail
picking through emotions like souvenirs
pace the streets watching birds pick our dreams away
shapes that don’t disintegrate with insecurity
when we walk through the crowds words chain me down
every color devaluated
every handshake, every whisper, every doubt
push them all away
definitions relapsed
guilt that does not question why
mistrust shaking through your veins
remember September skies
when we had it all together
a blueprint broken with crippled hands
Shattered Mind 