The snow outside, the pill I take to hide from life: the way it blankets my mind, it’s hard to describe
With slowing heartbeat, the way it erases what’s beneath, the way it thaws slowly, revealing
Muddy human shape imprinted: shame. Musty leaves and sadness, blame my self-imposed detachment: internal passion, eternal absence.
With slowing heartbeat, erasing the self beneath. When it thaws slowly is that me?
I look down wistfully, stumble around aimlessly, nothings found in daylight, it dims, I cover myself.
“Again, alive.” “It snows every night.” Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |