As I lay amongst sweat drenched sheets Staring at the solemn shadows on my ceiling Unable to move, my legs broken I envision a sea of leering gleams So dreary and unseen And we As dark it seems Bright stars in the sky While the universe dies But still weβre held high Ever falling, entwined Shelled from the blustery, unwinding seams Held within my conscious dream I turn on the light and walk out of the room
As I stare at my self in the sheen Breathing in sporadic spasms at the sink In my eyes, an almost believable disbelief Nearly collapsing with each new breath I know not my own blood My passion for you has weakened me Sapped my physical energy Forever Iβm trapped, but eternally free My own eyes, a river A whirlpool, the sea, An earthrent galleon, the flood A deep black hole in the dark A shipwrecked city, the flood An inhumane dosage of love I turn on the light to see
I have covered myself in the sodden filth of the truth Wash off my skin, and suppress my dream Wash you from my thoughts, and become mendaciously clean