oh i.

i'm trying, but sometimes i feel as if trying just isn't what it takes.


a flow was born between the earths plates,
it synchronized all of the oceans and the land.
but us, we, others, on the surface?
where do we fit in?

sometimes i can feel the warmth cascading all over me, through my
hair bones fingers skin brain. and then it stops, flows out, and im left with a chill
in my bones only you can fix.