I chase… The blend of hues that make the sky, The twist of fate, The sparks that that fly, The desire to make rough things smooth, The difference between the unclean and the dirty, The need to love something worthy, I make words change shapes to trace my path, I want to paint my mother’s laugh, I’m haunted by my lovers gasp, I cut her deep like broken glass, Drowning in her unspoken past, She cries out rape me, I oblige with force and rage, Her love won’t let me turn the page, I beg her to make me, I know she can’t but still we dance, Sing hateful songs of happenstance, The light it never had a chance, And still I chase it, I chase it through my sister’s tears, My selfish need to disappear, The mask I wear, The death I fear, The music I make only I can hear, I run in circles inside my mind, Feeling my way through this world blind, In search of all that I can’t find, The cutting truth of any kind, All the shit I can’t leave behind, I chase freedom, I sing about love, Sometimes it sounds like sex, But really it’s love, I chase the dream that I can taste, Letting pretty words lay to waste, Inside her arms I know I’m safe, But my mind won’t stop running…ever.