I'm inhaling
In a constant state of clinomania
I become a pendulum as she's away
Cigarettes when I couldn't sleep
And other times to estivate
Harrowing and haunting journey back
Through all these darkened waves
Your many colors could light up the room
I'll lay awake and I'll dream of yesterday
I'm exhaling
Anonymous hiding from the populous
Angered by incompetence
A life of acclivity, means a life of vacivity
The black monstrous are not unique
Every week, felt like driving
Into the trees
So long
To bare
To grasp
Thin air