There are the sun the stars the far away places i can not go that i will seclude my dreams from now on until I come out again from this depression and find a place in the future the distance is ignorant in my life I foreclose the world and seclude myself and I am in love with someone long distance and am in love with the clouds afraid to get out afraid to get close to the real world I live in my head so close to myself dyeing though to break free from my secluded dreams dyeing to brake free fated digest it heart failure pouncing punching out the skin like a large dick you can see through a stomach hiding inside me on a drum machine.
At a glance you are tired at things
You've decided you are done
Nothing can change the past
Or statues holding everything together
Of all that you are and everything of which you were
We seclude ourselves from our dreams
And take from our past ritualistic guilt
fumbling drunk in our nostalgic piss and shit
humping old photographs
crying out for the one you let go
it is a sad show i know i know
Staring at things like they are open clocks
Dedicated to you to get on with your life
But the past recoils sets you at a stance
Of statues holding everything together
of all that you are
And everything of which you were
At a glance you are tired at things
You've decided you are done
Nothing can change the past
Or panic attacks
And the present is unfortunately
yours to chose
they always say
We seclude ourselves
from our dreams
and from our past
we live in
swallows throats
Always say that's O.K. for now
Historical blisters
hypocritical know
nothing about
tell me the stories
Dear please
That's all I want
from now on
To know about
