i hope my words are strange and wondrous,

like kisses that quiet all things superfluous,

so that we can all stop and

listen

jaded.

disillusioned.

the only sensible non-disappointment happens to be one

that i have to turn away.

i want to fly away,

far away.

and not come back for a long long while.

tired of navigating these frustrating waters.

tired of trying to please everybody.

seems like the only people who are willing to treat me right

are the people i left behind.

funny how the existence of you,

kept me safe.

and now im left vulnerable,

taking bullet after bullet to the heart

screw the world.

i'm taking a vacation.