My mouth is wider than the Savannah sky,
I think I could Swallow the world whole without as much as a whisper From the universe.
Everyone says that you need a plan. Everyone says you need to Have your life figured out.
But everyone also says that now is the time to Mess up.
I have never felt as Whole as I did the Moment I tipped that glass bottle up against my lips.
I remember when I wasn't Afraid to get too close to the Mirror.
But now I don't know the girl that's staring Back at me and I don't know what she will do if I accidentally Touch her glassy skin. So I keep my distance. I don't even Lean in when I'm putting on My mascara.
Just in Case, You know.
Everything in my closet is from the Gap and I wish there Was only one kind of Gap and I sure as hell wish it Stayed inside that suffocating mall.
But it leaks out of the doors and it Separates us. the gap. it separates all of us.
I used to know why I believed these things. I used to have a purpose on Sunday mornings, and my prayers used to Be for others but now I am lucky if my prayers are about anything but myself.
but that's Why I don't pray.
Now I just get drunk on your Smile, but your lips haven't spoken my name in ages. I remember your kiss, but I have never felt It.
My parents still haven't checked on me In years.
I get high off of words, and the Letters become spilled coffee, but the words still sing. The black curves on paper still make my blood rush And My soul burns almost as much as it did when the whiskey Torched my throat.
My dad told me that he would Come visit me, since my mom flew all the way out to Boston for my sister. She bought her doc martens, but I'll be lucky if my dad remembers what city I live in. I had cereal for thanksgiving dinner While my best friend who now hates me sat upstairs. My kitchen counters were freezing and by the time I remembered I had a heart, the Skies were already black.
My mouth is as wide as the Savannah sky but I have never even been to Savannah.
I think I could Swallow the world whole without as much as a whisper From the universe.
Everyone says that you need a plan. Everyone says you need to Have your life figured out.
But everyone also says that now is the time to Mess up.
I have never felt as Whole as I did the Moment I tipped that glass bottle up against my lips.
I remember when I wasn't Afraid to get too close to the Mirror.
But now I don't know the girl that's staring Back at me and I don't know what she will do if I accidentally Touch her glassy skin. So I keep my distance. I don't even Lean in when I'm putting on My mascara.
Just in Case, You know.
Everything in my closet is from the Gap and I wish there Was only one kind of Gap and I sure as hell wish it Stayed inside that suffocating mall.
But it leaks out of the doors and it Separates us. the gap. it separates all of us.
I used to know why I believed these things. I used to have a purpose on Sunday mornings, and my prayers used to Be for others but now I am lucky if my prayers are about anything but myself.
but that's Why I don't pray.
Now I just get drunk on your Smile, but your lips haven't spoken my name in ages. I remember your kiss, but I have never felt It.
My parents still haven't checked on me In years.
I get high off of words, and the Letters become spilled coffee, but the words still sing. The black curves on paper still make my blood rush And My soul burns almost as much as it did when the whiskey Torched my throat.
My dad told me that he would Come visit me, since my mom flew all the way out to Boston for my sister. She bought her doc martens, but I'll be lucky if my dad remembers what city I live in. I had cereal for thanksgiving dinner While my best friend who now hates me sat upstairs. My kitchen counters were freezing and by the time I remembered I had a heart, the Skies were already black.
My mouth is as wide as the Savannah sky but I have never even been to Savannah.
