BITS AND PIECES

Mixture - art by Luro 

sleep talking and shadow hunting 

speaker of silence 

lover of lies 

maker of magic

keeper of the keys

catcher of crimes 

crossing the path to nowhere 

hoping that you'll find me there 

but you're wrong, like you've always been 

come, see for yourself 

don't wait for me now 

when you've never waited before 

go back to sleep 

metal teeth covered in saw dust 

electric words hitting the corners 

buttered bricks fall all the way down 

and the loaves are sliced perfectly 

say cheese

Melanie Martinez on the radio 

don't open that door 

moth wings by the flame 

bones in the backyard 

fangs in the front

call the cops

before the crime takes places

hush! 

bloodstained bravery that the coward displays 

watch your mouth

you killer of mental peace!

talk to me please. you've been quiet for ten years 

tell me everything you know

every crime you've witnessed 

every fight you never fought 

why don't you chicken out now just like always? 

the lights will go out soon 

and what will you see then? 

don't sow those seeds of hatred 

they won't grow 

straight lines did not make your life straight 

when you turned, you forgot to watch

seven floors up

the elevator stops

pressing the wrong buttons

searching for a way to escape 

wood and stones, soft like cotton 

the bell doesn't ring but you can hear the sound during the day 

an apple feud, shy trees are walking outside 

the leaves stick to each other 

you must've looked up the meaning of Solidarity but you don't use a dictionary, do you?

and you sat there wishing for better options.

better opinions, better people even

because I was always the worst or that's what the crowd thought

not your fault though

it dawned on you that there's a tomorrow 

did they wake you up or was it the game that you never wanted to play ? 

you know I don't play those games that I once did 

not with you, not with anyone else 

hopping forward so as to not remain behind 

who said soap wasn't slippery? 

you should've known 

nobody's going to teach you everything 

take a pair of scissors and cut the edges 

tea cups and lemon jars 

float on the coffee table 

there are magazines for company 

riffle through those pages if you want 

i'm absorbed into the TV world 

there's a whole new flood on the plate

don't try to read my book 

you can't read me

you're not allowed to

who said you know me better than I do?

whipping my slick hair by the pool side 

and all the water goes down the drain 

just like every effort I've ever taken 

my football gets tired with every kick 

but i was a goal keeper, THE best goal keeper you wish you always had

it is sad that you'll never find that goalkeeper again

i know you have no regrets 

you have nothing to feel sorry about

theme park rides and adrenaline rush

grabbing seats to make sure others don't sit there 

my place, my space 

and you can't enter without my permission 

if you've got tickets, throw them away 

what did you really want?

stop talking! can't hear the screams that i longed to hear

steer your wheel away because i have somewhere else to go 

the rumors still follow me around 

i don't chase them, knowing that they'll exit 

working my way up here 

don't quit flying, little bird 

go build your nest and knock the ones down

who try to destroy your plumage 

your feathers are stronger than you imagine 

they don't have to be heavy in order to be strong

does depression go away when you act like it doesn't exist or does it only come to you when you act like it doesn't go away? 

Kings and Queens are bored living in cards 

so let them go back to their palace

a kingdom in ruins 

rooks slide on the chessboard 

a black and white fight 

eight times eight 

and we're square 

let the joker's show begin

ace it up, real quick, for time is always running like an athlete 

here comes the old tragedy 

washed in comedy 

gravity needs madness 

so don't stop pushing!

some laugh some murmur 

but they all sound the same 

"those who cry are the weakest" they keep saying 

you don't know the half of it so shut your trap

"We'll prove you all wrong, stop pretending like you're hurting" they say.

over my dead body 

you'll never get to prove or disprove anything 

is it cold outside?

yes and no 

why is that? you know it. you should know by now 

it's impossible to find all the answers 

because some questions don't have any.

keep searching. 

Mrs Potato Head knows what beauty is 

but Mr Potato Head just doesn't care 

when you listen to There's a beach somewhere

you see starships in the sky

ALWAYS

did you always know the answer?

There is always another side, ALWAYS

we're grown ups who want to be kids again 

Sam Smith should know this 

"Will you wait?" "Have you waited before?"

longer that I can recall

Lie to me 

in my dreams and in reality 

"those who are lesser in number are our  points of target"

the previous time i checked, we were born equal. 

somehow, you seem to have forgotten that 

but i'm reminding you now, so pay attention 

you don't always get to choose what you become 

but you can change it 

when you dream of building a Dollhouse

did you for once take a minute 

to know if there's enough space for the dolls to live or did you just dream about yourself and your selfish needs?

when you were busy cutting ties with people like me, did you for once, maybe twice, think of who we were and how much of an impact our words had when we fought for justice?

Or when I fought for justice?

though times have changed, the story still remains the same

did you pick the skeletons in your closet?

or did you just leave the mess behind? 

we all start floating on seeing the red balloon 

pennywise clown is in hot pursuit of me.

clowns find comfort too, sometimes but mostly never. 

your fright shows your indignation to resist 

where is your fire? 

Did it meet gasoline? 

I hope you haven't blown it off 

how do we find a way out

if there's no way out? 

a pile of worries, a stack of thoughts 

stemming from the space of mind

My mind of stone or rubber 

leatherface, chainsaw chase 

these eyes Look Back in Anger 

i invent myself 

a new me everyday

someone I've probably never been or seen 

an old you screams through the walls 

tired of torture in the cell 

waiting to be let out

cries come off as background noise 

but this time the world doesn't have ears only for you. 

it continues to spin but not just for you 

you're up early, for the first time in a long time 

you've been waiting for this 

but now the wait is over 

silver platter service, fine dining 

reservations, reservations but just for the ones who have everything they want 

dialogues by the doorway 

without the transaction of words 

stealing glances at nobody 

walking towards the lonely garden of secrets

call me up when truth wins 

dial the right number 

were you happy before or are you HAPPY NOW? 

sometimes it is hard to draw the line,

fearing one may go too far and forget what is never meant to be forgotten. 

forcing an innocent person to apologize 

for a crime you committed is bad enough 

but what's even worse is when you pretend to not see the injustice happening around you

is there anything you can do to set it right?

or are you going to hide so that we won't have to find you?

Bits and pieces of me and people like me lie scattered around 

but where are people like you? 

you're too caught up to notice

too carefree to give a damn 

if your kindness were on sale, the world would buy it in an instant 

don't worry about profits, margins and the like

you know where the capital comes from 

you have it all covered 

don't thank me later 

-Luro