Solipsisitic, Ty Martin

Solipsistic By Ty Martin

I don’t care if we fall out of love, The laws of time will never not not not exist so let's just exist in this moment Lets just breathe and laugh and love in this moment Take my hand and dance with me In the streets, in the forest, in the kitchen at three am Know love does not last forever, but our memories will so lets just make them Lets just exist. In time In space In each other's heart In the streets In the sheets And in the other’s memories Golden hour is only an hour and the moon only a night But kiss my lips and I’ll show you how to exist so hard that imprints of your breath will forever stain the frame of existence Eat cherries and burry cyanide pits Walk the streets with a kind of aura that will never make people forget that you are here. You are in this moment. And that you will never not be seen Be the foundation of art itself and take no shit as it comes. Be the anarchist you wish for your children And when I look at you, I may only see the bittersweet reflection of myself in your eyes And I may also never know if its the idea of solipsism or the pain of self doubt that causes my shadows to dance across your lovely, lovely skin and maybe that's why I am the way I am To create a world where if you can’t find your insides, just scream until you do.