i am the girl who lives in the walls
i hear voices with no faces
until i cannot sleep
between halfway dreams of empty places
they visit on holidays
they wake up rested
while i am tired
from the dreams they should've been keeping in their heads

write in blood
pressure
wait - i'm freezing
i am not a stethoscope to be held to your skin

you are the boy who follows the pipes
you give speeches of brilliance
to running water
that drowns out the sound with its circular dance
we will keep each other
we will keep awake
pipe dreams of something
about beauty unrested and dancing aloud in our heads

i will freeze the pipes. you will sing and they will break and all will come rushing to the places they've kept locked. in between walls and water, we won't forget or be forgotten. yet.

write in blood
pressure
wait - i'm freezing
i am a stethoscope
hold me to your skin

i am the girl that lives in the walls
i hear voices with no faces

there is something so alive in you
that makes me want to fall down on the ground
and admit
i dont have the slightest idea of how to really live
you are awake
and it burns you
i know that
i see it
and it still makes me want to cry
yet to watch you move towards something beautiful wakes me up
awake awake
and halfway ready, finally
leaving them behind - they are dead
you are alive
they wont ever get behind my eyes and tell me what lies underneath
what ive been neglecting
they are dead and you are alive
i pray the day comes soon when you understand and walk with your head held higher
until then - i do love you