Caricamento in corso...

New Air

Head first into a storm,
its
piercing me
its warm
& I’m knowing to be released
I have to endure.
Tell me this will all be over
there’ll be wind chimes
and my fever will
fade.
I’m back to self pitty and empathy
of myself.
I will come out like
new birth
It’s this bad
but it whispers
Ican’t get worse
with irony and humor in its tone
there is nothing worse than being alone
look what I’ve been through
i’ve caught scars on my tongue
like snowflakes
i’ve been hysterical
to happy-fake.
I’m ready to reasemble;but
first i break.
my lungs need new air so bad.
my fingers need to hold more than they can grasp
you’ll be here when i get back
its the only hope i have.
They’ll lock me up and throw away the key
all so i can get out sometime and legally get an id
this world has no clue
what it takes to be free.
i am dissipating
tired of waiting
for new air.
I listen to metal all day
I moved arms to
the sound of rain
what it takes to be sane
is more than a greyhound bus
and im not gonna be lost anymore,
but its so much to endure.
nothing felt equal,
and nothing feels fair.
im so fucking diesed today
my lungs need new air.
im burning on the inside
smell the smoke in my hair.
i feel dirty
and im clean,
nothings equal
nothings fair.
tell me i’ll laugh when this all done
tell me for once i can be still
i wont need to run.
i want to reassemble,
right after i come undone.

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