It's that kind of night Which seeps down your bones So deeply That you're left swimming In a sea of stars Snorkeling on the surface But slowly, you start to ° . D °. R °. ° O ° . W ° N
It's that kind of night When smoke obscures your mind And you start levitating A few inches off ground. Your brain becomes Dizzy and your eyesight Comes in little bursts of light and euphoria. Your nubivagant soul Wanders above the clouds Until You choke on the happiness around.
It's that kind of night When you chug More air down your lungs Than it can hold You keep chain-smoking On faux silver lies In a hope That atleast when you suffocate You won't feel the pain Scorching up What is left of you.
"The more you hide the pain, The more it'll grow, Until it's big enough To engulf you whole"
You ignore these words That ring in your head And tug on the blanket Which is a shroud in disguise Waiting to strangle Your delicate life.
You live in the halcyon Or maybe the halcyon lives inside you. And you keep it safe Like a fabrige But it's too weak To save you now.
You feel so lost tonight You feel so lost tonight You feel so lost tonight. // Like you don't even exist //