Peak HR.

mind can't keep on anything



It wants what it wants but can't have what it has
socials talk and i go wanting
i want you
i want u

call me
call me
so i'll be there...
not by phone
i want to be there


Do you want to know it honestly ?

what i was thinkin in that bus against that window
in my dream if you'd call it...
i was not here awake...
i was neither asleep...
it was u , u'd been taken


u'd been taken away...
in some held
just at bay
so that i could still see u
so that i could still hear u
but i couldn't reach out to
and touch your soft hands


what was worse was in some
there was noyone there holding
it was more like a wall
a glass wall there around me


i kept rubbing my eyes
as some sort of distraction
tho the truth was awoken,
u would still not be there


u'd remain in the air
that strong tugging
that missing


it was just as it was...
in my dream
where i'd sit
where i'd watch
and not have u


where i'd crave
be i by you
be it you
not this window


that repeatedly stares


tho it does and i watch
watch those shadows abuse u


til my eyes water red
with the blue seeping out


with the color


ur cheeks
in your cheeks
and your smile




tho i cannot make faces
to those shadows that crawl
still feel fear that you must be
your in pain
and you're limp


eyes glazed over
not dead yet
but a shell
to be played with
see them prick, prod, and poke u
why on earth cant i wake u
why cannot i wake me to
why not there can i shake to
least i'd be there beside u




but i'm not i'm just floating
in the air as ur pulled up...