All of this shit building up leaves me drifting
Indifferent and coughing in the smoke
I take off my clothes, and I want to believe there's hope
In that tornado before the lull
I soak in the lukewarm air, but I can't remember
The sound of your voice echoing
Those times when my memories were full of life
And every hill was another night dreaming
All of this shit building up leaves me drifting
Into houses I don't know, meeting new people and swimming
We take off our clothes and it feels like we're being born again
In love again, we dive headfirst into the golden sun
Too stoned to think properly, too young to understand
All the troubles my mother had to go through, the bubbles
We popped on simple flights when we feel the itch
Looking out the window of the car in the backseat
I think of your smile, late night fireworks exploding
And everything brings me back, remembering memories
I never had, the silence in the eyes of my pets
These clouds are my best friends
Waiting, but tomorrow feels like it's forever away
And my dreams tonight are aeons of torture
Dreaming of your love, time when it's just you and me
Just you and me.
- Author: Jordan Cash (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: November 9th, 2021 19:03
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 18
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