Noah is Dead

Shut up, soul (goddamn)

Goddamn

My mind is at it again

aimlessly wandering

meandering

thinking about what could have been

questions?

well over a million

I listen for the sound of your voice

all I hear is the stillness in the wind

uncomfortable silence  

slip me in the tub

I’m drowning

I’m trying to find someone

searching for a place

somewhere to hang my head

somewhere to lay in bed

sleep through winter

until it’s green outside

I want to see your eyes again

see you smile again

just look at you

eyes

a deeper blue 

lips

a brighter red

only you can ease the thoughts spinning around my messy head

you can open my heart

see what I’m made of 

before I rip myself apart

the silence is hard

I want to know your heart

but I don’t

and I can’t help but spin

toss

turn

rip the sheets off my bed

making it hard to account for the thoughts running through my head

making it hard to be a man

I just want to know

couldn’t we be together

I’m finding my direction

east, north east

I see your silhouette in the pale lifeless light of 3am

I miss my friend 

this cigarette

this gin

only make my mind a mess 

instant reminders of the time we had

it wasn’t long

any amount wouldn’t have been enough

maybe that’s why I feel so bad

maybe that why I can’t get you out of my head

always spinning

dancing till the sun comes back 

and warms our paling skin

goddamn

I got it bad


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