My heart is the one storm you can’t conquer
The one bridge you can’t cross
What happened? Feet got tired
Spring is coming don’t lose your grip
(I need you more than my brain lets me believe)
And yesterday you smelled of hope
And grass in the summer
You reminded me of that book I love
With the happiness machine
And the dying but living section for the dreamers…
But that stubborn voice is telling me you’ll hurt me
I’ve lived while dying only once
I couldn’t really take the feeling
Of loads of emptiness (not too much pain)
Just lightness (the bad kind that is
disguised as darkness)
I don’t think you’d do that to me
But something is telling me
You are capable of it.