(no subject)
I sit here clutching useless lists
And keys for doors that don't exist
I crack my teeth on pearls
'Cause I am due for a miracle
I'm waiting for a sign
I'll stare straight into the sun
And I won't close my eyes
Till I understand or go blind
I know that there's a point I've missed
A shrine or stone I haven't kissed
A scar that never graced my wrist
A mirror that hasn't met my fist
But I can't help feeling like
..Im due for a miracle
And your eyes, speaking in tongues.
Vigilant still, filling my lungs.
Testing my will.
They leave me broken and, bruised and bleeding
Happy 3 months <3
(<-Thats your foot..::giggles::)