We Were Oil In Water

We stood against the waves, you and me
Faced hurricanes down on our knees like we were thirsting for water
Balled fists and bruised knees, we wouldn’t sink
We were oil in water

We held revenge in our hands, you and me
Bedridden with trauma, praying to doctors for compassionate release
Damn this terminal grief
Balled fists and bruised knees, we wouldn’t sink
We were oil in water

Now I see the light is gone, sister
Gone in you and me
Lost in darkness and fire, and the demons are screaming.
I don’t know
Damn this terminal need for the love we can’t breathe
I hear sin calling to me
Balled fists and bruised knees, we wouldn’t sink
We were oil in water

I don’t know if you’ve seen the same hope as me, but I’m hungry and my arms are tired
Hungry for life I crave for you, I crave for me
And they pray
They pray to a god they can’t see, and we scream for miracles we can’t feel

But we don’t reach, you and me
Lifejackets and boats, dead lighthouses with no ropes
Balled fists and bruised knees, we won’t sink
We are oil in water

In The End

In the end,

you learn to stand in the rain.

You learn to sip your drink at the bar

and you pay more attention

to all the people around you

who are drunk on the idea

that life is longer than they think.

In the end,

you find yourself skipping sales ads

and refusing to talk about

current events.

You find yourself up at all hours,

counting down minutes,

and there are never enough

in one day.

So, you use them all.

You spend more time at the park.

You stop driving so much

and you learn to take walks.

The colors of the sunrise and sunset

finally catch your eye.

You realize what living means

for the very first time,

and no matter what you have or

have not done,

you’ll realize you’ve

forgotten something.

You cry.

In the end,

you start speaking your mind,

you find your sense of humor,

and you see with different eyes.

You lose the rose color.

You keep the glasses.

Because you don’t need either

in the next life.

Miss Ugly Me

Miss Ugly Me