it’s as if all the static in our lives went quiet.
you make me complicated.. delicate… involved. and my silence weakens our strength… moving through nonsense, the minutes roll by our dignity. caught up in levels that burn the capacity. washed away the solid foundation.. built on a pedestal, amounted to no good. trouble maker. you mask the cause. revolved on a whim. balanced by love. reflected by faults. Continue reading “we move like..”