| Rapid Eye Movement Maybe if I breathe a little slower He�ll come back to me Maybe then he�ll run his fingers through my hair Maybe I�ll wake up Hitting the pavement With a force unknown Crystalized fantasies of love and whispers Pictures of lips and unspoken sentiments Simple kisses do not exist Complications arise with affections My fault and my glory collide My mind and my heart collide When my eyes reopen so do my wounds Underneath my fourtune 500 spawn of strength is mush And under that mush Is you Hate in my heart And mascara streaming down my cheeks Subtle puddles of rejection Cement chunks bit my hands Wind stung my eyes with its mockery It laughed at me while it spun my hair into webs And chopped my breath into tiny bite sized pieces The gravity of my soul weighed my down Electroshock therapy I woke up |