Swinging wildly
With a deafening stroke
Air spilling from my lungs
Making me choke.
For richer, for poorer
For better, for worse
Am I under a spell
Or am I under a curse?
I spiral from strong
To weak in a breath
Solo to dual
I've done it to death.
I love you, I hate you
I feel so much more
I want you, can't stand you
Am spent on the floor.
When will I settle?
When will I know?
Will it be when my heart
Or my head tells me so?
How can I anchor
These pendulum thoughts?
Until then I will be
Out of all sorts.
Nov 1, 2015
Nov 1, 2015 at 2:47 PM UTC
Swinging wildly
With a deafening stroke
Air spilling from my lungs
Making me choke.
For richer, for poorer
For better, for worse
Am I under a spell
Or am I under a curse?
I spiral from strong
To weak in a breath
Solo to dual
I've done it to death.
I love you, I hate you
I feel so much more
I want you, can't stand you
Am spent on the floor.
When will I settle?
When will I know?
Will it be when my heart
Or my head tells me so?
How can I anchor
These pendulum thoughts?
Until then I will be
Out of all sorts.
