Sideways?

There are no words slipping from my fingers
There is no expression coming out of my eyes
All there is
Is the reason
Of my pallid mistaking

Absurd
Hideouts
In makeshift kisses
That will hold me bare
For almost forever

Feel
Like a pair of angelic wings
Burning alive
In a gilded cage
Made of broken bottles

Throw me away into the sea
And accept a rapid response
Floating around
Amidst old tires
And smoke pyres
Why would anyone of nowhere
Please create
A taste so sweet
Running through my veins
And stabbing
The flavor
Of every breath?

And to know
That the coins
Dangling in my pocket
From my hand
Are nothing to the thoughts
Of you alone
And I

Like a river of ice cold
Numbness
Air
I feel like a cracked seashell
Stared raw.

Yet its pulling me in
You’re screaming me within
to know the stuff you might see
crackling glances into strangers eyes

hold it
in my hand
and blow away
the chance of existing
since we were made to live and try
but fail
and die

to start again

what if

I didn’t wish to play the game
Anymore
And quit
Just leave

And I couldn’t
Should I have known
That my frustration
Would determine the measure of my faults
And my actions
Because everything I do
Must be confessed to my sins
Exorcise me of my virtues
So I may
Finally
See