Apr 03, 2009 08:40
my eyes are drawn up
up
up
i want to stretch my wings and make them real
lift myself into the bottomless blue and sail forever
i can't help feeling all my happiness is make believe
imaginary
like my car's personality
or
a character from game night
illusionary
which means at any moment i will open my eyes and realize
i am full of pain
with nothing can change it
nothing will stop it
so i try to ignore my brain,
and look up
up
up
again
wishing my wings were real
so i could embrace eternity among the clouds
melancholia &/or angst,
words paint my world