Christmas lights in sight — mid July hot as hell’s gate still I sit with the glow and I stay awake a common theme for this preference in being just soft sweet energy light dressed, with love enamored just right just the feeling of warmth and its beauty in sight alike the memories of all the lonely nights wondering wrong from right just smoking under Christmas lights me and my demons laughter and heathens Moments of dreamin’ and seasons of screamin’ a million sights from the view of these small lights Timelessness in itsimple energy spike they’ve watched my whole life mainly the days I fell I’d find the courage whenever the hurt set in find treasure in forgotten weather in once upon a time’s together Find the one thing that could make it better ⸻ To the child who loved colder weather To the mom just wishing her family could be together The friend who couldn’t invest her ⸻ Either way, whatever, I’m kinda at peace, and I wish for nothing more to see me Christmas lights above peace underneath Choosing to be when ur weak Choosing to seek just warm choices that only give enough light for daylight—not plain sight, just Christmas lights, day ’n night, and some kinda fight for today’s right with a fat one burning with skunk enhanced spike
