Sinking
How to explain
What I'm trying to grasp
I know what I want
Just don't know what it is
Sometimes I feel like I'm sinking
Deep, deeper into an ocean of oblivion
Let myself go
Let my senses float
Only a musician
Lost in a score I'm supposed to play
Want to live my life
But it's a spinning pattern I can't stop
Courage too late
The momentum of the undertow
Shades of red
Melt into blue
Don't go to extremes
Does it kill the pain?
Will one hurt heal another?
Just kill my pain.
Searching
Find the subliminal
Reaching
Touch the eternal
Clever lines
Thoughtful words
No problem solved
Typical--guess it's just typical.
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