i miss you even more than the sunrays in the morning
peaking in my room through slits where blinds can't shelter them
if only i could wake then i would fall much lighter
but i'm happier dreaming i'm made out of air

though the past is a poisoned ocean
i'm healing my emotions
(but) if memories come to be real again
i'll rid myself of the pain

nostalgia's gonna be the death of me
though you've already taken out my heart

what am i supposed to do without you?
the same that i've been doing when you're here? (i DRASTICALLY need to change this line)

so

i'll die
but this time it won't be because i admire you to death
i'll die
but this time
it won't be you that takes my breath

said time

to keep my lungs alive
blossoms the ride
could feed my eyes
the features of the night?

and i've been waiting for three out of four
and it's been so long
but so short
all the ways they last into me

sweet hour of the bloom
it's all you do
sweet hour of the moon
and it's all in gold

it's seems that deep
once the growth was immeasurable, saw my destiny
now the shovel is fractured inside my allergies
weeding month to month to sneeze
and find the emulated presence, scented by the wrong seed
 
least i know the cause

it took me long enough,
i'd up the change and add flaws

took me long enough
to come to dig with my paws
the strength wasn’t lost
but it was hidden all along.

see, i was planting my trees into pots
turns out - they’re claustrophobic as fuck
so now i gotta go and change my formula
so i can let myself grow again
in fact, i’ll create my own

sweet hour of the bloom
it's all you do
sweet hour of the moon
and it's all in gold

exzcavation_18

life moving at the speed of death.
what's my favorite color?
i can't decide
if i'm ready to become something more than a concept.
and can i?
stop studying life on this set
i haven't even gone to prom yet!

if half the stacks regard my solace, do they need a full count?

and let me rest in consciousness,
if you know, how.

and all i stress is not worth it all!

if i could somehow reac h my brain and switch it off!!!

then i could take a break
lie awake
watch the crowds of crows fly home
past my lake
and stare at the mountains, look past my clouds
i want to be here and now.

or do i need more time?
i think i've had enough to decide when to spend the rest of my life

and i can't help but let the nostalgia kill me, then hope can bring me back to life

i fantasize for it all to be alright, to go forward
the future fading from my fingers onwards

the home i seek, it runs from me
my feet are soaked in agony
cause i can't stop chasing what i want to be

this home i keep, to strum and speak

this home that flees, it crumbles me

this home that flees, it tortures me

this home, so free, it toys with me.


re:solace

full sight
swing my mind

i fly with my fingertips
and it hydrates the atoms;
decline to the roots.
(i climb to the moon)
i hear the screams, i'm safe.
coming down too late to twitch

moon the to climb

my bed was made
the minute i stepped in it
and there i laid
my glasses on the table
so that i should find the same truth resting
beneath the rest-lands

i want to meet my consciousness
and beat her up real good
i talk to feel the consequence
let all my skin bruise

i come to be 'ware
and think i'm no good
whenever my sheets meet my wounds

restlands

bird // 1

Visi Mājās (feat. Bruhons)

a chill beat i made while being antisocial at a friend's party, the drums and the low end suuck lmao

at first i wrote this to vent, but in the end it turned out very vibey, i hope you enjoy :) x

turbulence

and i don't know where to go from here

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/6HPxWOPdl9x17hWwj23VuM?si=idGy0vsUSAaDBMtn332Luw

bird // 1

Saecl