Permanence
Uncertainty without end.
Head is always in the clouds, while you paint me all in gloom.
Following where your eyes go only got me left stranded in between.
False connection, reflection sinks.
As your rushed goodbyes and pathetic pleas of mine intertwined.
All I have ever wanted was nothing more than permanence.
Fences built too high as you hold it as self love.
Too close for comfort, it was too strange to believe.
At the end of the road, back again empty handed.
Two eyes and too blue.
Nothing to harvest from there since we came undone.
Time spent in comatose, felt little in your presence.
You have confused me as someone else.
I wouldn't risk my wings to be clipped just to fit the shape.
I had to swallow my own eyes to see what this really was.
Stripped of feeling, slurred all my words.
What I offered was something bright and gentle.
You were really cold, it got cancelled out.
Now, each of your name and face is blurred.
Close the door behind me.
Deadweight, your one hand is on my leg.
Got lost inside your head and fell into self inflicted wounds.
Built up your fences too high.
Misdirected without end.
We are an allegory that can't seem to find its place.
Riddled with anxious, I can feel the decay.
Head is always in the clouds, while you paint me all in gloom.
Following where your eyes go only got me left stranded in between.
False connection, reflection sinks.
As your rushed goodbyes and pathetic pleas of mine intertwined.
All I have ever wanted was nothing more than permanence.
Fences built too high as you hold it as self love.
Too close for comfort, it was too strange to believe.
At the end of the road, back again empty handed.
Two eyes and too blue.
Nothing to harvest from there since we came undone.
Time spent in comatose, felt little in your presence.
You have confused me as someone else.
I wouldn't risk my wings to be clipped just to fit the shape.
I had to swallow my own eyes to see what this really was.
Stripped of feeling, slurred all my words.
What I offered was something bright and gentle.
You were really cold, it got cancelled out.
Now, each of your name and face is blurred.
Close the door behind me.
Deadweight, your one hand is on my leg.
Got lost inside your head and fell into self inflicted wounds.
Built up your fences too high.
Misdirected without end.
We are an allegory that can't seem to find its place.
Riddled with anxious, I can feel the decay.
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Writer(s): Grief.
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