She lays next to me snoring, I layed quietly with precipitation on my pillow
When will my mind not cast this shadow, of a soul that\'s unable handle
A fear of rejection and loss, because no one gets a mind like ours
All moments becomes ones untouched, with a wall only we can climb up
Left unanswered it will start to build, until a prison is revealed
Slowly recruits are made, ready to echo negatively if an escape is made
Now we just move averting any eye gaze, or the whole system will surely implode
The only option left is to write or go home, I\'m not ready to leave this road
So I\'ll title this as just another poem and go to bed hoping for a better tomorrow
Yet sadly knowing there is only ever a moment, I\'ll keep the faith in my ability to be triumphant