(0323) measuring the distance pt. 5

surrendered to the vaccuum of dissolving space and time the feelings of resentment that compliment her pride. her center of expanding gravity is pulling her inside. the axis of the seasons feels like it's starting to sway, and i've seen the beauty of the night swallow the ugliness of the day. motion is a phantom that makes you think there's overwhelming change, but i can't feel my blood as fast as it's moving through my veins. i settled down for rest only to end up tired, and if you light a match near gasoline when you're filling up with fuel, you just might end up with fire. hiding in your words won't ever get you far, and you'll be floating downstream because you got distracted looking at the stars. a sentimental memory.. that's all that is to me. i'm never going back to look at what i never could see.

there was another constellation, and i couldn't look away without reminding myself of all the times i've gotten stuck on those deadly interstates. you're allergic to the side effects, but it's your own damn fault. there's too much paint that's covering up these fragile walls. she had one too many, and i didn't have enough. all last-minute concerns were poured into glasses and quickly got mixed up. the insoluble remainders were left to wash away as i skipped around inside my head and let my senses fade. i was warm inside, and in that moment, i escaped from everything that bothered me as if i was hidden in that shade. i fell asleep just to realize i was still awake. right then, i was almost certain that this glass was about to break. false alarm was overstated, but that's why it worked. they say that god is on our side, but of that, i'm not so sure. everyone's too far away. that's what i hate the most, but these songs will never have to end if we're going to travel down this road.