Psalm of the Rose Quartz

Last night I awoke from a terrible dream,
Shuddering in the dark, reaching for your arm to cling.
With your hand in my mouth reaching deep inside me,
I started to scream but you couldn't hear a thing.

There's a witch on this beach, and she chants through her speech.
It is "darling" she says, but she has made a haunted bed.

In my palm a rose quartz, I try to shut off my brain,
Meditate away my fears, convince myself I'm insane.
Baby let's drive across the USA,
if we just get away our love will make it all okay.

There's a witch inside me, and she's trying to deceive.
I am scared on my own so I follow your lead.

Endless as waves crashing in from the sea,
You will always be longing when all you want is everything.
Like the mole crabs I watched burrow in the sand
I know I need to be alone, but baby please hold my hand.

I've got my love on the shelf and now nothing can be felt.
No sense in putting forth an effort if you don't even love yourself.

Demons pluck me from bed like they're gathering flowers.
With such impressionability they know I'm easy to devour.
With pure love in my heart how do I always go wrong?
I guess these thin, bony ankles don't help me stand strong.

There's a witch on this beach, and she chants through her speech.
It is "darling" she says, as she sleeps in her haunted bed.