leave me be, i'm trying to feel. it's like breathing underwater. no, i'm not drowning, bleaching out my eyes. buried by the symphony, swallowed by greed. seven poison arrows, thrusting right through me. attacking the heart while the brain chokes the lungs. not from combustion or missing the mark, stamp out the lantern that sets our clocks in time. sail with the circles that stretch into white-blue light. now we will witness life.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment