Getting closer to the window Means getting closer to the sun I still have hills to climb Before I can learn this lesson That there is no meaning behind what happened But it meant something to me Maybe you’ll ask Why couldn’t I be more direct But my body has frozen And my memories are flickering Behind my eyes Like old forgotten, trimmed off bits Maybe I’m the idiot I’ll say it twice for your approval And go right back to being absent Sucked into my phone I’m absent Chewing on something I can’t talk about Seeing you stuck under sheets For weeks in a row in a row a row We rowed around with mushrooms And the lights around were flickering I miss the laughs oh so much Oh, I cried so much I have to do this alone The window was left open for me The closer to the window The closer to the sun I won’t walk, I’ll run Then I’ll pace myself because I can’t gauge the distance And I have to reserve my energy I’ll see many more other sides I’m sure Before my time is come M...
they/them Sharing my thoughts and musings as I meet myself over and over again.