Small fractions of my soul shed everyday, I awake sweaty in the early morning, this must be some forewarning to turn back, but the exit was miles back and I choose to push ahead; my destination pulls a blank from he head. What happiness did I possess? Did I ever hold something this charming? Monsters creep in the night's shade, and so must I; a demon haunts this body. Mortals speak such lovely words, but how should I take them? I took off swimming out to sea, still I remain sat in my dark room, melancholy paint covers my walls, and in that second I discover I am faceless. What memories could one have for me? I slip further from land, I am carried away by the tides of longing, but for how long can I float? In due time I shall sink, and drown, though I won't be dead, I'll be sharing your nightmares! I remove this sheet to display my beating heart wrapped in plastic- sweetly I am now someone! How could it take me so long to be what I am? I know what I want, what I need, somehow I lost sight of my goal, now I am back on target. Bright shades of yellow and orange capsize from my eyes and flood out into your chest cavity. I wish I could make this more romantic, but only now do I have more depth than a wading pool. Love can better a fool like me, and destroy the lock holding what this truly is. The rain dance will begin after this short interlude!
To what it is I give thanks.
Stressed Out
(One less nail to bite)
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