Why do I seek?
I said I’m tired of showing something never reflected
Rather view it as the outsider I am
Just thoughts
Heh
Just communication
For the sake of it now
And if you thought I was forcing your hand you wouldn’t
But how can I seem to be anything else?
Always prying my way in
People just don’t let me
All these closed doors
How did I hold that breath in from the time he told me to take it?
Here you are to make me release it
Just a little pain
As your voice tears through my senses
And I can only loan mine to yours
Never to be new again
At the turn
Thank god for the anchor
Just as I’m about to lose my grip
So easy to be lost in you
In that you’re lost
Suddenly he’s the reminder to breathe
Passed on from one to the next
That was an interesting moment
One to the next
In that that was the order they were gone in
Pulling on the emotions tonight
Some people I will be missing forever
No matter how many revolutions
Or revolutions
See this is repetition where the two things don’t mean the same thing
Have fun decrypting
I am always looking for the key to that door
All the doors
Here I am forever crawling through windows which I don’t fit
Right artist
Wrong song
Wrong language
The supreme darkness
That fear in the longer nights that the Sun won’t come back
Abandonment complex
Some things are that simple
Abandoned more than enough times
Oh now the past has come to terrorise me
How do I dive into the future with a past like this?
Love in the darkness
I could be staring up at where the moon should be, but the moon should, in fact, not be there
I am staring up, hoping something will be there though
Feeling with your whole soul
Dangerous and stupid
Sounds like me alright
Screaming into the void that is my mind
Wishing someone would finally feel me there
Wishing I could find somewhere I belong
Saying words I don’t know
Of course you can’t
Even if it’s a lie
It’s for the best
Sleeping
Not sleeping
It doesn’t matter for me my energy is the same
Sleeping to kill time
Dreams days long
無理だね
無意味
The terrifying endlessness of these days
The terror that they will end
And this will have been all of me
Just hours and days spent
Waiting until the end shows up
The romantic wants to believe
That the dreams and the end share a meaning
But I’m not stupid
Why would that be a thing?
Hopeless child logic
That’s all it ever was
Sometimes I’m a hopeless child, but I’m also aged
I don’t think there is a place for me
Under this great expanse
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