(0206) missing person
there shines a light. it’s calm under the surface till it settles. dream of black skies that go on for forever till there’s nothing. we’re pulling up our bodies. we’re going under. we’re falling off our comets. we bleed so easy. softly spoken, there is no time for you or your anger. marked off the map while a piece of truth remains - lost between us. the things we never noticed come back to haunt us. the things we never forget; black hole falls through. we’re pulling up our bodies. we’re going under. we’re falling off our comets. we bleed so easy.
he shakes his head and goes back the way he came. it’s much too late now to apologize. he scatters his brain as much as possible. it’s easy to deal with the pain that way. he goes on to the next one. (all that’s left is gone.) a sudden rush of blood is traced back to the plague that’s broken me. my teardrops on the paper. a book i still want to read, i closed it all too soon. now, he is fading fast.
don’t tell me your false dreams. i planned on seeking solace in a place that never existed. and now, all that’s left is my confession. i shed skin too fast and stayed under the covers. intersectional bliss. but more like hit & miss. parked cars going nowhere. at least no money is spent on pumping gas. just cigarettes for the tasting and cough drops on your tongue so you can sleep. if i shovel your sidewalk, will you come back for me? if i made enough payments, will you start to believe? if i heard the sound of satan beckoning me, would you pray to your deities? do you really think it could put me at peace?
summer is waiting to pull us closer. a deafening silence will be overcome. see past your own shadows and you’ll know what i mean. you’ll know what i see.
he shakes his head and goes back the way he came. it’s much too late now to apologize. he scatters his brain as much as possible. it’s easy to deal with the pain that way. he goes on to the next one. (all that’s left is gone.) a sudden rush of blood is traced back to the plague that’s broken me. my teardrops on the paper. a book i still want to read, i closed it all too soon. now, he is fading fast.
don’t tell me your false dreams. i planned on seeking solace in a place that never existed. and now, all that’s left is my confession. i shed skin too fast and stayed under the covers. intersectional bliss. but more like hit & miss. parked cars going nowhere. at least no money is spent on pumping gas. just cigarettes for the tasting and cough drops on your tongue so you can sleep. if i shovel your sidewalk, will you come back for me? if i made enough payments, will you start to believe? if i heard the sound of satan beckoning me, would you pray to your deities? do you really think it could put me at peace?
summer is waiting to pull us closer. a deafening silence will be overcome. see past your own shadows and you’ll know what i mean. you’ll know what i see.
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