A bird dropped down out of the sky and landed in my head, and though I listened as it sung, I couldn't fathom what it said.
I'm sure it spoke of hungry fiends
wishful things
and childish schemes.
But deep within those singing eyes were vast and universal dreams.

Then he flew away in music and I just listened to the silence.


**Newly established Sailor Joshua Haynes here by the way. It is good to be back

crushing my head
between my hands
       to squish my thoughts
of you, i'm trying
to get you out, get out
out
out
out
out
out
out
out
out
out
o u t
o u t
get out
get out
get out
of my head
get the **** out
get out
get out
get out **get out
get out
out out out ou tou tou tout out otu toutou tout tou otu tou get out GET OUT GET OUT
******* GET OUT OF MY FUCING HEAD
****
GET
OUT
I CANT
HANDLE THIS
GET
THE
****
OUT
OF
MY
HEAD

I'd swallow gasoline
          Set myself on fire
                          Start my skin all over

                                                     I'd rip my hair
                            Strand
                                              by
                       strand
                                     Right out of my
                                        aching skull
           Weave  
                       it
                          back
                                 ­  together

                                         I'd throw up what's left
                                         In my stomach
                                         And then I would
                                         Refuse to replace it

                       Just to feel like my body
                                                    Deserves­
                              yours

                           ­                             Just to feel like I fit

                      Pretty
                               Little
                                       Right
                         Next to you

                                                        You say I do
                                                              ­  But
                                                  I don't believe you

                 I never will
                                     Until I'm
                      Skin
              And
       Bones
                 And
                        Fake
                               And
                                      Fake
                  ­              And
                        Fake
                An­d
                       Flawless
                                     Barbie
                                                Perfect

There's nothing more peaceful than the
way your sentences drag on until
they stop making sense just before
you fall to sleep
And there's nothing more beautiful
than the disheveled look
in your eyes when you
first come alive beneath a
Sunday morning's sky
You'll press snooze at least ten
times before you bother to sit up
And I'll sit silently hoping you won't
say you have to leave at all today
Because
Your yawns are contagious,
your tears are too
And I get completely lost
in every single thing you do