mindofchester

Lie, Cheat, and Steal

Push my head into the ground
and when I hear that holy sound
i'll fade away into white light

the moon tells me your secret of confidence
i let go
because it's cold in may

the ramblings of an unpossesed being
wringed webs of laughter and tears
berought forgotten memories
to dangle and shimmer
upon being gleamed and withered

laughter of the soul
and cries of the mind
and youngness in the heart