pluto
everything ive ever felt pours out of me at once.
temporary solutions drown me,
im plugging our hole with bubble gum,
as we sink farther and farther…
these depths we roam are dangerous
these walls are painted black, the lights are all turned off.
silence lingers like snakes slivering through crevices.
these depths we roam are dangerous, they shed us from our skins
they bleed us dry,
these depths we roam are dangerous, they pull us by our ankles
they hang us upside down .
we do it to ourselves.
these depths burn our egos,
and with no ego to fall back on, they leave us with
SACRIFICE
and as the blood rushes to my head
everything ive ever felt or cherished or believed i could hold onto
is stripped from me.
my ego surrenders,
and as the flowers you gave me begin to die,
i feel confused.
im standing up feeling down again.
im trying to accomplish something here, something real.
something i can put my hands around, something i can bring home to you
and say, look, i build.
but you don’t let me build for you.
you tell me to stop, take my hands off this structure.
leave it alone, this isn’t yours. you cant build this now.
yet you are the one i want to stand inside of.
oh, Hades….you’re breaking my heart again.
these depths we roam are dangerous
but they teach us how to let go, how to evolve.
Though I cannot see , i feel you watching me..
and with my heart i send a message:
you must learn this lesson too,
do not try and hold onto me,
..feel me evaporate.
These depths we roam…
I hang myself upside down voluntarily by my ankles
and slowly watch my infrastructure collapse.
do the same, lover.
watch me go, and let me die.
see me like steam evaporate into the air,
these waterfire depths we roam …