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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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