You know I couldn’t have said it to your face
But I meant what I said in every dream I’ve ever had
The days spin and I’m lusting for more than my old hopes
I’m wasting this time asking for a blessing
when you’ve been my sanity for so long
I know I’ll never confess myself to you
So I’ll sit in my room and I’ll cry for you
With geometric eyes that have healed your deepest scars
That crushed me with passion for your pain
I close them when I want to be next to you
When will my pain hide her aged attention
and shed light on me
disappearing?