It's so easy to get confused
To mix violence and love together
Apologies and lies
They are all mistakes
A simple question asking for help
Turns into a night of horrors
Nightmares ensue in gardens of flowers
They wither and die with every breath
A raining shadow of empty dreams
I've made a tomb out of my own grief
I tried to put myself 6ft under
Life and death go hand and hand
You can't have one without the other
So when I wanted to die I was told
I just need to live
What I've done so far is nothing more then sleep walking
I'm on autopilot and I'm not taking anything in
A schedule that repeats itself has never been so empty
Then a person with less life then a corpse

I am frozen
Chapped lips and broken bones
The open wounds will never close
I can't move, let alone breath
Can someone please unfreeze me
Frostbite has taken its toll
My mind is broke and I'm alone
A lock blocks an open door
Please god help me I have froze
The years stopped along with winter
The cold mist fills my home
I'm all alone

Skin hanging through the air, a hot air balloon about to land
Run by thoughts and feelings
It is hot air
There is no place to land
No place to put my feet down
My mind is numb
I don't know how to move a machine with no power
Move a ship with no water
My mind is hot air
It moves my stitched together skin
Thread breaking at the seam
A body rejecting the sky but not wanting to crash

I'm not speaking of war
or the phrase 'Freedom isn't free'
Did we even choose to have those words shoved down our throats?
Are we truly free when we have so many things we have to do
Go to work
Go to school
Go to college
We act like we choose to do so
Most are afraid to be crucified by a dead society
Of parents and friends already moving on

Is there freedom in fear?
The fear of choosing and the fear of dying
We pick out what we wear but even that's restricted
By price tags and labels
People are still judged for their tone but not who they all
Like chains mark us when we are born
White, black, male, female
Terms are used to describe us before we can even understand them
They're used to decide how we spend our lives
So then... how are we 'free'?

Someone drowned
We all line up around the sea as they search for more bodies
A boat turned over on a winter night
Teens can do the dumbest things

The body count triples and so does the tweets
Yelling 'I'm so sorry for your loss' before a mother can even grieve
That's the only thing spoken about for days
Different words fill the air
Most scream-
'They were too young, it's a tragedy'
Then they whisper-
'It was natural selection'

We march to the sea with candles in hand
Most don't even know the names of who died
Yet they act like they have the right to defend the dead

There are no banners
Only street lights directing traffic
and People excited for a story
Not caring who's next

Did Romeo know Juliet would be the last beautiful thing he saw?
or is the Night-blooming Cereus fine with only seeing the night once a year
I always thought that falling in love would be different
I thought a day wasn't enough
but after I met you I realized that I'd die for just a glimpse at your face
a moment to hear your voice