It’s a rose tinted nightmare now, Dripping with fictional residue. I don’t know how I ended up there, Though I remember my soda perfectly. The glass bottle gleamed in the sun light, Thick smoke wrapped its way around my whole And provided a freedom, cut off from reality.
I know you as a stranger I know me as a stranger But it didn’t matter at the time. I needed the kind of release you can get Only with a stranger, No context No future Just that moment.
Sadness flowed down my cheek, My anonymity was stripped away in an instant. Props held the weight of my world, Shifting, searching, I tried to stay in the room.
I don’t think I’ll ever return Though I know sadness will. Because I took away your softness I unloaded my weight onto you without permission And for that, I am truly sorry.