Adele keeps repeating while I lay here wondering...
When is it no longer shameful to declare you?
Why is the silence in hiding you so discouragingly deafening?
Why are we all so publically running from you but, privately begging for you to rescue us?
Why are you so painfully insuppressible? Even by pride and space and time?
Why is that space and time forcefully being filled with fancy dinners across from invisible faces?
Is the you he evokes in me the missing piece?
Is it the reason no one’s persistent advances are satisfying, fulfilling, stimulating, inspiring?
Then why do I feel so unsafe, so unsure?
Am I the only one with these questions?
When will I be free from you? I don't want you anymore.
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You not tha only one with those questions, fosho
Where is the video to accompany this teneille? its that deep.....
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