Something gnaws at me
a guitar pick on the same string
just plucking, plucking
a one track mind
get away from here
Sounds like a pretty good idea, actually
they say water on rock wears the rock away
but even water needs a break
I feel myself fading
amidst All This jaded-heaviness
verbal-vomit-readiness
hiding-behind-the-internet
Cowards and Fakes
it’s getting hard to take
hey
you
wanna run away with me?
let’s get lost in the wilderness
just for a little bit
a brief escape
out where guitar picks play at millions of strings
where there’s no one-track anything
and cool streams shock our bare feet
we can sit side by side
I’ll read you my poems and you’ll sing me your songs
And when it gets cold at night
Maybe you’ll slide your fingers in between mine
And I won’t mind
No
I won’t mind
ariaphoenix 