Inferior
Antidote to
Never being enough for me
she returned from the island
pregnant with chaos
apparently logic is flammable
nothing could calm it
chilling sense of no return
our affections could not survive
i am grateful for the others
sex and attention can distract the pain
and get me far enough away
now there's a chance for healing
even when it gets lonely
better this than living a lie
pregnant with chaos
apparently logic is flammable
nothing could calm it
chilling sense of no return
our affections could not survive
i am grateful for the others
sex and attention can distract the pain
and get me far enough away
now there's a chance for healing
even when it gets lonely
better this than living a lie
She was already gone
in a soft pack of whys
like the glimmer of dawn
that lived deep in her eyes
Much better my heart
silenced facing the rest
than a quivering mind
and a long-spoken chest
She had always been gone
something fleeting and wrong
She had always been gone
to a fanciful place
to the eye, inner peace
spoken truth, inner hate
My body is old
with a definite wish
of a keep holding back
if a falling amiss
in a soft pack of whys
like the glimmer of dawn
that lived deep in her eyes
Much better my heart
silenced facing the rest
than a quivering mind
and a long-spoken chest
She had always been gone
something fleeting and wrong
She had always been gone
to a fanciful place
to the eye, inner peace
spoken truth, inner hate
My body is old
with a definite wish
of a keep holding back
if a falling amiss
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