perspective

chaos is the sculptor of beauty

the glistening snow hiding cracks in the asphalt

I tried to find my way home

but everything looked different

memories flood to me every morning

they’re gone by sundown

a life of fleeting moments to try and hold on to

I used to be glad I had a poor memory

but now I don’t want to forget you

karma

here’s to you

for every fucking time I fell

and dragged you down with me while you held on for dear life

for every fucking mistake

for every fucking tear that I took from you

from those trustworthy eyes, filled with fear and love

spilling from your damaged heart down your cheek

I promised I’d put it back together

I promised I’d change

I promised no more empty promises

that was the last time I saw you

and I can assure you

karma’s a bitch