I finally know how
it
feels, that churning...
Submissing to depressing
music that welcome me to
share
in their misery.
And me wanting,
Oh so wanting to go to
escape the churning....
I finally know how
it
feels, that wanting...
Sleeping for years to
linger in
this space of my own, away
from you, and me
wanting to, oh so wanting
to go, and elude the wanting...
I finally know how
it
feels, that needing...
Closing the brain away
from
expressing the
truth of this outcome to
me, and
me wanting to, oh so wanting
to escape the
needing...
And finally, I know how
it feels
realizing...
Waking up, wondering how
the lies
I fed to myself were
formed to get me here,
Here
in your arms,
away from you. |