Lost In Detroit: Intuition

Like two droplets of water our lips are fused together
Pulling our hearts closer together in between the cracks of perception
"You could be my future wife," and "I could love you if you just let me"

Like rain falling, the dance is constant
the clouds in my mind won't let me see the sun
Is there even a sun
Or is it just a man racing on a bike
turning the wheel of light

I feel like an allegory chained to the wall
freightened by the shadows
Afraid to see if there is more
because what if there is and it's scarier than what I had imagined

Into what depths can my soul fall
Choices are all I have
Blindness is all I see
Red-colored rose petals strung across my thighs
connect the dots and it will lead you to my eyes
Holding back who I am
a guise
This is not me
My body lies
Why does my soul die when I feel so alive

Lost In Detroit: It's in the Eyes

I feel so lost right now. I ask myself, "What the hell am I doing in Detroit?" I know that I am not necessarily supposed to know everything that is going on in my life, but it is my life right?

It's in my eyes.
I feel it in my soul.
If you could only see it.
I dance around with strings attached that make me laugh.
Like Geppetto you cut my strings.
Now all I do is look to you.
But my nose just grows and grows.
Made to hurt each other.
Made to love.
Made to cry.
Am I real now?

He will be back today and then it all begins again. Just have fun my brain says, but then my heart says I don't know how much fun it's going to be or how long it will last. Are you having fun now, my mouth asks? It's actually a little hard to breathe my lungs flubber. My tree of confidence says that I will wait for my one true love. I will not settle.