(0331) untitled no. 2

i can barely hear myself when i start talking. i can barely hear the thoughts that explain what i say.
i don't care to waste my time on what's never offered. i don't care to waste my time on what's not there.
slowly, i erase the ink that's left over from my fever. slowly, i walk away from what has no guarantee.
just when you think your tank is full, it starts leaking.
just when you're about jump, the water recedes.

all i can do is wait around for nothing to happen. all i can do is praise a beautiful, dying sun.
when i look around, i'd like to find every secret. when i look around, i want to see what's not visible.
don't know what i saw in that other excuse of a picture. don't know why i took so long to push it away.
trying to change my view and the lens that i see through..
trying to avoid the traps that come out when i assume i know where i'm at.

i wanna break away. i wanna leave it all behind.