Questions (12/31/15)

Behind an Open Mirror Reflection (12/26/14)

We Call It Love (Bluebird Cafe Open Mic, 1/19/15)

I can feel my heart beat in my shoulders all the air around me is getting colder 
But I breathe it in
It's what I have

I might be dying 
like the leaves 
But I'm surviving 
Aren't we 
I have the right to do it 
Out of spite, I'll do it

I see the red, orange and green
For the first time, I am seen
From body to body 
I found a home
Everybody is somebody's 
and I'm my own

fall - 12:13:18, 7.42 PM

You can't tell me that Im not on fire
Just cause you can't see the flames 
I've been burning for a long, long time
With imprints left in all of my veins

Keep your pity, keep your children inside
Cause the world's too cruel to see 
I've been hibernating, now I'm alive
And the sun shines out of me 

Bring me what I deserve, I know what I am worth
I am a human being better than I have been
I am no longer hiding, I have watched and waited 
And I know just how to be one of you

summer - 12:12:18, 12.40 PM

I felt jaded
I shot a gun at you but the end was sealed 
With blood stained fingertips, I have killed 
and rose and grew from you
I can’t find a way to bloom

but i’m fading
everything is pastel and sharp blades
with brand new roots, I find the truth
Stretched out for miles below
And if this is my new home 
I must find a way to know why

it’s a transformation of grand proportions
i’m a hidden face among miles of warm oceans
and you are laid on that ocean floor while I resist searching for more
before I find the answers I don’t need

there’s life in every creature
though she thinks they’re beneath her
my mother gave them life
I hold their hearts in hands that are mine
the language of the creatures
I can’t understand them either
but I can read their wings 
and what they say to me 

it’s a transformation of grand proportions
i’m a hidden face among miles of warm oceans

spring - 12:10:18, 5.31 PM

Waking up, stepping out
All alone, there's nobody watching 
Hard to breathe, feeling free
No more clothes, it's far too cold

It's so cold my bones ache
While I feel my bones change
I dont know my own face 
I know who I'm searching for 

You send me through the heavens 
On a cellular level I've been waiting for you

Briana Grimes