sometimes

[falloutawindow]

hugging my own hips at night-
i'm starving for a reason to close my eyes

i turn my back to you

you never know where my mind is at

sometimes it hides so far down, and so small
and so still
that the tunnels it builds
compete with the size of our problems
and our silence

as a whole, we fall intangible
but separate, i know we could touch upon the points we want

it's so so sad
and it just doesn't add up

i've been waiting so long
and i'm so sleepy with thoughts of sailing on
i
just
don't
want
to
do
this
anymore

i have lost potential in ways that were meant to make it bloom
i have lost face in the motions of trying to forget another
and worst yet, i have lost myself in all of it

in the worst possible way

sometimes i just want to crash the car