Skull Corduroy

Single Versus Double

i always imagined i would feel different
that i would feel a connection
something irrevocable
i thought i would feel something
but that's not how things turned out
while i felt comfortable
while i laughed
while i talked and made no sense
while i left early
so as to save my grace
i didn't feel different
in the end
i'm still me

I'm too young to feel so tired
so jaded
my eyes shouldn't strain to stay open
and I shouldn't already be addicted to caffeine.
I'm the age of sleepless nights
of staying out late
of having nights blend into mornings
into afternoons
into sunsets.
I'm too young to feel so old.

Silence is a noise and it's deafening when you weren't alone before.

i still listen to your mixes, the ones you made and sent to me from across the globe. the ones you made when we still made each other smile. it's been over a year now and the thought of you only brings the corners of my lips up just a little bit now. you came back, you're not on the other side of the world, but still, all i have left are old songs that you hand-picked because they reminded you of me: "it's a beautiful world," "you really got a hold on me," "dark come soon." dark came soon. dark flitted away. they're just songs to me now.

like a guardian angel
who tries to catch the falling
but is thin as air
they fall through the mist
an unwanted angel
can't catch the fallen
who don't want to be caught

everyone can be saved
not everyone wants to be
sometimes peace is found at the end
at the bottom
when it's over
to some, the hardest part
is what everyone else considers
everday
what everyone else thinks of as
typical

guardians can only protect
those who want to be guarded
otherwise, every map to safety
is colored over
and every save haven
is thwarted
guardian angels hold out their hands
but sometimes
some people
just don't want to reach out