The familiar, the comfort, no change
So vain, much pain, feels strange
uncomfortable, disturbing
Swimming along the river
running with wind at our backs
a one eighty turn, finally ******
easy was once a dream, a goal
though lessens the worth, dead soul
mind empty with chaos
frustration and hell
feeling so underwhelmed
why must I crave this?
Smells, and visuals
euphoric and thrills
Z's float above me
trickles throughout my body
eyes chameleon
dilated cherries
Nov 21, 2015
Nov 21, 2015 at 5:14 PM UTC
The familiar, the comfort, no change
So vain, much pain, feels strange
uncomfortable, disturbing
Swimming along the river
running with wind at our backs
a one eighty turn, finally ******
easy was once a dream, a goal
though lessens the worth, dead soul
mind empty with chaos
frustration and hell
feeling so underwhelmed
why must I crave this?
Smells, and visuals
euphoric and thrills
Z's float above me
trickles throughout my body
eyes chameleon
dilated cherries
