[big baby]

all is well.

crossed paths configure lives - there's a novelty line
with a million-plus dilemmas out there common as mine
calming storms, bending iron into copper and diamond
filter melancholia and call it a rhyme

i like this here. it's very in depth and straight to the point where, it's relatable, commonplace enough for anyone to take certain meaning.

i'm just a space cadet who's craving direction
i'd tie my own strings to be your marionette
i've been carrying burdens we've never really addressed
burying my deathwish under daily dependence
there's gotta be an exit here i'm already bored
i'll wait until you tell me you're gone

i liked this, butmy only
qualm would be addressing the atypical ending. you're gone, and poof. the story ends, the poetry ends, everything ends on a cliche ending. while it's a great part of the piece, it still has that nagging common effect, where i think it doesn't have its utmost potential. the space cadet comparison is very real and intense. it's probably the first time where you weren't atleast slightly cryptic while also having a sense of self deprecation and awareness. the sacrifice. i think in moments like these, that the writing and emotion is at its rawest. raw meaning, no filter for it to go through. it feels realer.

enjoyable.

thanks