Dream Synopsis

I remember when I lost my mind, it was honestly a great time (Crazy) 

Stoned and alone (empty but plenty) 

A place i get to know 

Writers block (a cornered hawk)

Something holding a key to this hidden lock 

Staying up at night to ask the moon who hung you? 

I lost a part, she’s somewhere in the dark 

I’ll dance under the sun of infinite time 

(Still longing for one less goodbye) 

Here I lay but it’s not here that I will stay 

Gripping on to yesterday nights 

When I was held so tight 

A soft kiss on cold hair pressed in so light 

He whispers in my ear and I’ll repeat it a million times 

Finally feeling 

Sky blue eyes downpour rhythm and rain

I’ll dance in the showers hoping they’ll grow some flowers

Shaken out of this comfortably numb state 

Green and black… take me back 

Gone with the wind, southern cal is where I’ve been 

Bending the future 

Floating with thoughts 

Flirting with the new

The last shadow of the night

 Diseased love

Too manny 

One nights

I remember the frights 

There’s beauty in the last breath before the break of the sun(rise)

And the last star you see before you fall to sleep

Not all yours, But not all me (let me first do my chores)

Isn’t it a drag 

Talking about dreams that could never be

Goodnight and goodbye 

Good morning and I’ll see you sometime 

Repeat and rewind to go back into time

Press play to forget the day 

Back to black and a matter of fact  I don’t think I ever left 

I guess I’m alone (again) back in this dream state 

My mind that’s a playpen 

Brittle (bitter) to the bone

I prefer the fast track 

Jumping to conclusions before I take a step back 

His daze was really just glazed

Sweet dreams to the lonesome me

Absent minded lullabies

The screams, the cries


And you know that I hate that I love him

It hurts to see right through someone but still fall for them. I’m too smart for this, I literally hear myself screaming to stop, but I can’t. Now I know how you feel, to love a man who passionately loves but disgracefully washes you away. I know what it feels like to get that halfway response that is just enough to keep you around. I wish I could tell you I hated the way he loved me, but we all know that would be a lie. I fell for that forehead kiss. As much as I tried to keep my fingers at 5, they somehow became intertwined. The glance of infatuation hooked me.