I Envy You

 Being with you to you I’m an option

When you fill my every need and more 

My broken heart just like your missed mention

Insignificant 

I think I’ve lost my mind but I know I’m in love 

So what if i sacrifice to hold your hand

I know it’s obvious I’m wearing thin but your loves everything so

I can’t love you even though I do 

Even if I push you away you’re always within reach

If I abandon my self, give up my shine for you the irony is that i still envy you 

I can’t relax even if I’m shattered 

You can always rest assured that an “I love you” 

Even if insincere will keep me holding on

Does that bother you at all

I guess I’ve lost my mind but it’s my kind of love

It doesn’t matter you say I’ll suffer and call it love I’m so dumb. 

Before I’m snuffed out if I never heal I’m sorry but 

I can’t love you even though I do 

Even if I push you away you’re always within reach

If I abandon my self, give up my shine for you the irony is that i still envy you 

The months of tears and my broken heart keep me from knowing peace 

But I’m still trying 

So if you do leave please make it easy

I envy you…

I Envy You	INVU
Being with you to you I’m an option	Falling in love To you, I’m just an option
When you fill my every need and more	You and I were different from the beginning
My broken heart just like your missed mention	Broken heart Your missed mention
Insignificant	I’m used to it yeah
I think I’ve lost my mind but I know I’m in love	I think I lost my mind But it's my kind of love
So what if i sacrifice to hold your hand	Without leaving anything Pour everything out and flop
I know it’s obvious I’m wearing thin but your loves everything so	Suddenly at one point I see myself exhausted Even though I'm trying my best
I can’t love you even though I do	So I can’t love you Even though I do
Even if I push you away you’re always within reach	Even if I push you awayI can’t beat you
If I abandon my self, give up my shine for you the irony is that i still envy you	Even I abandon myself and lose myself more The irony is that you shine more   So I N V U
I can’t relax even if I’m shattered	Don’t leanDon’t even expect it?
You can always rest assured that an “I love you”	Even if I repeat it over and over
Even if insincere will keep me holding on	With your one touch Watching me collapse
Does that bother you at all	How do you feel about
I guess I’ve lost my mind but it’s my kind of love	I guess I lost my mind Yeah It’s my kind of love
It doesn’t matter you say I’ll suffer and call it love I’m so dumb.	Like it’s always the first time It hurts me again since I'm so clumsy
Before I’m snuffed out if I never heal I’m sorry but	Before I get dullBefore I even get healed I mess up my mind
I can’t love you even though I do	So I can’t love you Even though I do
Even if I push you away you’re always within reach	Even if I push you awayI can’t beat you
If I abandon my self, give up my shine for you the irony is that i still envy you	Even I abandon myself and lose myself more The irony is that you shine more   So I N V U
The months of tears and my broken heart keep me from knowing peace	The cooled warmthThe broken heart Keeps scratching me
But I’m still trying	It hurts but I can’t stop it
So if you do leave please make it easy	So when you leave Please make it easy
I envy you…	iNVU

 

Electric Forest

There’s no trail ahead of me—

so how do I keep finding my way,

or is that a lie

I’m told in organic Morse coding.

Do I see a face I know just up ahead,

or are the fireflies playing

with my lack of sleep.

I think I hear my name again—

or maybe that’s the forest saying danger,

am I—

or in?

I can’t change now where I am,

just like these ancient roots.

I know I’m as foreign as electricity.

I’m not looking to ruin you—

but maybe you can save me.

The Forest Speaks

You always come asking.

For peace, for mercy, for meaning.

But your hands—your hands never arrive empty.

You scorch my skin to light your candles,

then cry when the smoke stings your eyes.

You call yourselves creators,

but every poem you write bleeds sap from me.

(A pause—wind trembles, leaves hush.)

Still… you listen now.

You’re quiet, for once.

Maybe that is the start of saving.

Not yours. Not mine.

Just the sound of breathing without burning.

The Traveler

That’s the way—

give and take, take and kill,

run away, make a mistake.

I wonder if right now,

in this calm connection with you,

is this enlightenment—

or is this what they call heaven?

The Forest Answers

The wind begins its slow confession.

Branches bend but do not bow.

Light slips between the leaves,

changing patterns faster than thought—

a choreography of forgiveness without a name.

The forest dances,

and for once, nothing burns.

The air hums—not with power,

but with peace trying on its own skin.

The Traveler

And all at once

it all was found,

but it was never lost.

It was always…

There