I am too weak to be your cure.
“I don’t know how to feel anymore.
I don’t know what is real anymore.”
The clock runs like it’s in a marathon
And I wish so bad I could sing the right notes.
I don’t have a clue how to dance
But it never meant “no” for an answer
I sure as hell tried
And the rest got what they paid for
And I’m sorry for what it’s worth
I believe in songs and sounds,
And everything between the sky and ground
And everything never changing
In that it NEVER stays the same
I miss so much that I’ll never get back
I hurt so many people because I forgot the way wild horses run when you let them loose
But goddammit that doesn’t mean I ever stopped believing in you.
So here’s to believing in me.
And us and this thread that runs amongst us all.
Here’s to the hope that monsters have hope too.
That I have hope too.
If this storm sweeps me away just know I had it coming.
Lost love is a sunburn.
It hurts now.
But brightness and brilliance gave it to you.
