I feel it creeping up my spine, spreading it’s way across my skeleton.
It’s heavy like the oceans waves. Sometimes my body treads above,
Other times helplessly I am sucked beneath their strength.
The current breathes all evening, your voice is the bird at bay.
Above The Waves: Fuck gravity, in this moment- I float, we float.
Salt water carrying my bones, limitless and drunk.
Though already dead, the stars still light up to tell us all about
the days we will never see.
Beaneath: You’re home with Lucifer, your sweet executioner.
Salt water chokes you with afflicted memories, a life long reverie.
Soundless, fuck the bird, listen to the words.
Grow some wings and fuckin fly.
Sometimes before it gets better, the darkness gets bigger
The person you’d take a bullet for is behind the trigger,
Oh we’re fading fast, I miss missing you now and then.
Sometimes, watching any sort of romantic/love relief in a movie or show makes me miss the intensity emotion can bring. I’m not sure it really makes me miss anyone anymore. Just the overpowering emotion that I used to feel. I don’t really have/do anything that really brings me with overwhelming feelings anymore.
