all-around-luna

Nothing left to feel
Nothing left to share
I was pinned to the ground
You were floating on air

You kept me on a leash
like a pet, like a slave
I just got so tangled
I felt kept in a grave

Then you hit me so hard
I stopped breathing again
Can’t quite figure it out
How I escaped this pain

Guess I left myself flow
All the way down the river
In the end I got stranded
On a beach of liquor

Took me a million years
To finally become
The person that I am
All the moorings undone

Now you’ve played your last trick
Setting fire to your soul
Call it Stockholm syndrome
Mine is out of control

© 2014