now i lie and wonder
now i lie and wonder if our souls,
our delicate souls,
still want to burn the same way.
i lie and i wonder. i lie to myself
i lie to myself to aid the loss
i lie to myself to aid the loss of losing the water in my glass
to aid the loss of the soul my body craved,
to aid who was gravity;
now my gravity is gone..
and i’m floating alone.
more is also running out
my air is running out and i
my air is running out and i feel like i can’t breathe anymore.
no, not without you. i can’t.
you keep my soul on earth. come
you keep my soul on earth. come. back.