Remind me of what is like. Or of the feeling I'm supposed to have. It send my thoughts condone my time. And I'm overthinking emotion as if it's a scab. Maybe I need you to just be real. Without all the overwhelming nonsense. Yeah, I'm trying to remember the feel. Although I cannot lay down my defense. I'm always in high alert. Waiting for true colors to be put on display. Like you I don't wanna hurt. Like me I hope you can relate. It's just, I cannot get back to opening up. Something's missing beneath the surface. There's a void in depths craving to be luv'd. And it's damn near as if relations is worthless. Help me understand what kinda friend you are. I'm curious to know what it is you want. Bcuz what you don't know is I'm not giving you my heart. But to earn it is a task that doesn't blush. I'm at a loss and I'm not sure what to say. Passion isn't flowing the way it should. I just don't believe in strangers wanting to become a familiar face. I'm lacking the relevance of complimentary bonds outside of being friends. The deeper you reach the more hollow I fall. Into the unknown darkness where you cannot find me to defend. So tell me again of how I'm living life flawed. Just protecting myself from the aches and pains. It's like my natural guard blocks me mentally from the memory of how I once was. By keeping me safe in a way I cannot explain. I think I need some insight to gain a thing called trust. Bcuz I alone have drifted from desires that know not the rush. Nor the eagerness to hurry into the confusion waiting around to be seen. I might be a dead man walking who's unable to sink into the flesh flush. Standing in place and unaware of a use before it leaves...
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