Safe

A poetic musical rendition of these two pieces slammed together, still learning the piano, be patient with me :) Enjoy!

When I get up
She asks me; hey I can get you a cup if you want?
And smiles
Nah its cool, I’ll just play the guessing game:

Which plastic containers have I peed in?
Which one is solely for drinking?

I do a lot of shrooms but not really that often around her
Time space time space time space go missing

Last night she cried to me then tried to stab me afterwards
Im a terrible witness
I only get aggressive in my sleep talk
I think up until now either we had cum so hard
that
She couldn’t hear me doing it from deep sleep
Or I was actually happy and didn’t need to go off to war.

so I drink and drive my way to a place
where you serve meals without a placemat,
where your curls cant be unwound.

You still brush your hair down hard anyway
and I still eat carefully not to spill my meal all over the table.

We are victims of each others inability to say
'you are caring about things I haven't even considered.'
While the world invites warm sheets,
You kiss me in the cold and call me safe.