“red balloons fall from their hands”

turning on the inside to fall against all pieces broken in the sky

kites withstand the black glass shining through your heart

your beauty written across every page

turmoil in their silence, blinding the discarded ships falling the lost ocean

turn around to face the days rising on top of every collateral emotion

spinning with a deeper understanding of the hidden gesture drowning above the lakes

every picture on the wall, the still of your escape bleeding from every wall

withstand notes that decay like painted footprints across discolored sentiments

every inch of value rising from the glass ocean

inside you recreate pictures in amplified mirrored houses of figment

digging deeper for silver recognizing the survival- a horse’s instinct

crashing colors against black glass impacting surviving luminescence staining beneath your skin

dusting fingerprints impacted at the end of your mind

reveal the darker contrast of rising castles breaking sustainability

red balloons fall from their hands echoing past eternity

“to withstand your beauty”

the distance we choose only hurts us in the end

push this face away from the stone

stop to look at all the colors in the sky

burning all my dreams away in silence

a secondary voice to claim as our own

I’ll save every place for you

I’ll save every place for you

to withstand your beauty

take a million steps to make it true

pushing all the chemicals away

wake me up

wake me up

run toward the cathedral lights

in silence and recreation

wake me up

wake me up

save a place for me

save a place for me

the sun is bursting on your skin

all the pain begins to dissipate

push all the pain away