Don’t shoot

You can’t go backwards

it’s sad but it’s true

the things that you hunted

end up hunting you

tell me all you dream of

and rest your bones

if it’s me you’re searching

for… home…

don’t shoot don’t shoot don’t shoot

you can’t go forward

while lying in bed

she slept between you

but you dreamt in your head

tell me why you want to burn your hands

when you are made of jeweled leaves

branches reaching out and giving

stop the sound of beating hearts, but you won’t receive

to go… it alone…

don’t shoot don’t shoot don’t shoot