Crashed on me.

I woke up feeling a little strange.

Shadows before dawn hit 86K and some change 

But...

I don't know how to feel, it seems out of my range.

So many emotions rolling, that's getting hard to explain...

It's getting hard to refrain.

It's boiling up in my brain.

While writing out all the words I can feel it release the strain.

And I wonder how many more I can make out before it rains

And all of the other words are washed gently down the drain

Man...

I know you wonder where it comes from 

But don't worry.

All of the emotions are from a past song.

I never hurry.

All of the equations don't ever last long.

Kind of blurry.

I draw inspiration from those I've passed on.

Crashed on

Me...

I know

You know

I have a lot of exes...

Enough to send a dozen texts

Regret them all by breakfast...

Enough to sabotage my life

If I let it get reckless.

Transmute them into works of art,

Create another setlist.

And I pushed all that pain

With my pen...that desire

Emotions and fire

Onto all the buyers...

For free

You can read

All these words

And restate them...

I hate

That you all

Can relate

To that state

Of unrest

I detest

That we've all been so hurt.

That we all can hold hands 

And absorb all my words. 

But a poem

Is a poem

Just a poem

It's just words

It's just words

Just the words 

Some were mine...

They were hers...

But it all got me this far

I've been manifesting that surge.

Until I have nothing left

Until all of me has been purged.

All my spirit 

All my soul

My existence won't be a dirge.

I hope that some of these poems

Have pulled some of you from the verge.

It's okay to not be okay.

It's okay to not feel heard.

Just hang in there

It takes some time for light and the dark to merge.