sleep

rivers of doubt flow like an open-mouth viper spitting derision
there's never enough for you, love, money, or breath
every time you look at me and steal my air
like it doesn't belong to me

in your world, you spin a tale and people believe you
conning time you stretched long enough not because I wasn't right
but because you wanted more, always more

building your ego off others' esteem
perpetually burning the oxygen in my lungs
snuffing my hopes as fast as I can build them

hope, those balloons float your dreams perpetually
but they won't, I've never met a man with a bigger head
cause your love was fake
this I know by the current moves you make

vicious invitation black is the way morbid spirits
they can see your intentions
already in line to rectify the wrongs
growing tired of being wrong

letting go of my need
the Grigori watch carefully
I've intervened on their behalf

turn time's attention forward
be kind to my heart
suffering the red walls of denial
that this is a maze I'm lost in

ultimately growing is the point
won't you grow a thousand poppies
so I can sleep my mind veiled