The first song I've ever written.

Soaked up in you

 How long do you think this moment will last?

Slipping away from me

 I can’t even enjoy my joy. 

I know it will be gone and all I’ll have left is the sting of this memory. 

Will I even want to remember it? 

Is this what I’ve been waiting for?

This moment. 

How can I grab onto something fighting me every second of the way?

Every second of the day? 

I can’t, so please grab onto me, 

before you slip too far away.

Everything deserved is in front of you,

you don’t need the abuse you give. 

So take the good,

take the light,

and stop this internal fight.

How can I grab onto something fighting me every second of the way?

Every second of the day? 

I can’t, so please grab onto me, 

before you slip too far away.

Waiting for your realization could be too long and too wet.

I’m supposed to dry up and I can’t. 

All I do is imagine that there will be a million other moments just like this,

but I know youre slipping away. 

Do you call it slipping when you’re really just backing away?

How can I grab onto something fighting me every second of the way?

Every second of the day? 

I can’t, so please grab onto me, 

before you slip too far away.

So damaged and so textured. 

Do we always draw near to our biggest fears?

Am I facing my fear….in you?

Love that’s bending me beyond return. 

Disconfigured, I’ll be, trash to the rest. 

Is that what you want?

Someone wrapped perfectly around you, yet so easily removable?

How can I grab onto something fighting me every second of the way?

Every second of the day? 

I can’t, so please grab onto me, 

before you slip too far away.

Grab on to me, because my vines will break. 

Not out of chioice.

The vultures are back to take what’s left. 

Picking away. 

Don’t come back here, I cant take it.

The darkness pulls you in

Draws you in

Like a phantom

Like a ghost

Pure intrigue will take over from here

Is that what it was all along?

Sometimes love and lusts are obsolete