soul sickness.

there's a feast waiting for you,
and you've never even gotten a taste.
it's later than you think,
and a kiss is a terrible thing to waste.

YOUNG AND FREE.

sittin'.
just waitin'.
waitin' on the green light.
the go signal.
waitin' on the call from him.
the go-ahead.
but i'm anxious.
'cause once i got it, there ain't no going back.
it's full speed ahead.
i've played out the conversation, over and over.
in his sharp voice, wearing his subtle suit,
he'll say;

"hello kid.
it's time.
it's time to take you away from here.
we all knew you were bigger than this.
made for somethin' better."

and right then a twinkle in his left eye, and a smirk upon his face.

"i'm here to pull you out.
to help you up."

i reply.

"i've been up here, doing what i can to get down.
i've been inside doing what i can to get out.
i'm tired.
but still trying to love."

he touches my forearm.
gently.
his hands are soft.
it feels like a warm, summers breeze has passed into me.

"don't worry.
you don't have to.
don't worry, you don't have to worry anymore."

he does not falter.
he does not quiver.
he does not move.
he holds me.
he frees my soul with intent...

"they were bringin' you down my darlin'.
i'm here.
i will be.
i will always be here.
you were needin' me,
sittin', pleadin' for me."

wide awake and smiling.
he continues.

"i chose you.
i chose you because you sparkle.
you shine.
you're not like the others."

a revelation.
a submission.
a plea.

"i was ignorin' it for as long as i could.
but you were callin', singin' out for me.
and how could any soul ignore somethin' so beautiful."

walls.

you'll never get me.
no one will.
so how about you just stop trying.
because no matter how hard you try.
i won't let you in.
i promise.

coooool ridge.

i'm all right with being nothing for now because i know that someday i will be something.

repeat.

colder than my heart if you can imagine.

it's cold out but it's fucking colder in.
i can count on you, i know i can.
always.
you can't.
don't.
ever.

can't say,
i'm sad to see you go.
because i'm not.

i want to let you down and disappoint you just how you did to me.

farewell my friend.
time is standing still.
i guarantee you won't forget this.

to beat these odds,
to deceit death,
would take a miracle and nothing less.

never give it up, never give it up, never.
i know you'll never give it up.

sk8 4 lyf.

all i can think about is going for a skate.