condition 11:11

Sep 21, 2011 02:10

I had no idea what I was after
I'm just preparing for disaster
With everything feeling so far away
Familiar faces, familiar lips
Is there any point to this
Hanging around?

I was upset when that glass broke
Doing the dishes
At 11:11 every night, I make wishes
I've been superstitious
Feed my foolish fires
They've been burning for a couple of months

I stay out all day
To keep these thoughts away
Why don't you give my feet a break
And come back?

I remember in the kitchen
When you told me your grandma died
That's when I realized it gets worse
I want to wish things last forever
Won't you thicken my soft skin?
Comfort me so when I remember
Remember

When I walk through that door
I won't hear the happy sounds anymore
This year took so much away
And won't give it back.

There's this feeling I've had for the last few months, and Defiance Ohio fucking wrote it years ago.
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