One of Those Things

your rib cage is
two hands in a prayer
holding tightly around
your own weight in dreams
the same place in me
is a final disposal for letdowns
I can't let go of

this pain will leave in due time
and so will all we've got
but why is one of those things
to love what we're not?

and as dreams shapeshift
into excuses
we watch the snow slowly descend
like static from
a world switched off

we fill the gap between who
we are and who they see
with a self-defeating but true
desire to please
please make it stop

I go to bed but can't sleep
as night makes way for darkness
what if I'm one of those things
that life can not keep?



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Writer(s): Jonas Jonsson
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