The road in front of us is empty
So why are you acting like we’re waiting in line?
‘The road ahead’ is about feeling ready to be very intimate with someone and them wanting to take it slow. It’s a slightly aggressive piece reflecting the inner feelings of longing for the other person.
You’re the toothbrush
that makes me vomit Gotta brush my teeth again
‘Toothbrush’ is a an abstract piece about thinking that something is good when in reality it is toxic. Furthermore it is about having the courage to go out and try again even though you may fail.
For the first time in a long time
I’m excited to see where it goes it ain’t here Unable to steer Sometimes love just disappears even before it develops I wish you were here do you feel me, can you hear?
‘Steer’ is a piece about having a different view in the beginning of a relationship, but wanting to try something different and letting the other part set the pace. Being overeager can quickly kill something that could have developed into a beautiful relationship.
I don’t know you
but I want your arms around me before it’s too late don’t let me wait I’m eager to see you ready behind my sniper rifle your weapon of choice is a shotgun you’ve got many choices, I might have none
‘Waiting game’ is a piece about having a different view in the beginning of a relationship. Feelings develop in different speed and this poem is about finding a fitting balance in between it all.
It has disappeared
before it came back gave value to the bad times enjoying a walk through a field of armed mines Wounds need to reopen to heal properly hiding underneath your skin they’ll never disappear wonder with your mind, see and hear
‘Field of mines’ is a piece about not ignoring the bad times and going through them in order to get better. Building up emotions inside can result in them bottling up and
exploding at some point.
Let me down slowly
else I’ll let go forever and forget you you wouldn’t want that my mind yours even if it goes mad I’ll enjoy missing you as much as I’ll loathe it the hole you’ll leave behind cannot be occupied until shovel in the ground is applied
‘Shovel’ is a poem about resentment toward an ex.
Waiting for your call
our eyes met my eyes won’t forget
‘Our eyes’ is a poem about having a crush and thinking about it constantly. Hoping, but being unsure if the other person feels the same.
It used to come to me
that mixed feeling of despise and excitement now it’s gone I guess I’m okay; done I do miss it though weirdly enough not you, just the feeling No more reeling
‘Reeling’ is a poem about being over someone. How feelings of longing for them and despising them can change so fast.
You dried out
I forgot it was my duty thought we’d share imagined the mutual future not the instant rupture You overflowed because I played thought we both saw it imagined you physical not the current digital You seemed happy shared it with me thought we’d swim forever without drowning imagined we’d appreciate the beauty of the moment not worry about an unprecedented dissonant
‘Three paths, one truth’ is a poem about overthinking and being unsure how to go about a new relationship. Should you go fast, go slow, is it mutual, is it only one person in it?