Blow Me.

Dry mouth

Air from you is needed

Running my tongue across my dry lips

Dry and peeling

Desperately need your breath

Just blow across my face

Awaken my inner eye

The clarity you give me is my cure

An illness in which you heal and make me sicker in every moment

So addictive

My poor dry mouth

Oh Lord.

These feelings oh Lord

Bad girl I don’t know what to feel anymore

Someone save me

These walls

These eyes

They are closing in on me
I’m just a sucka for love

One who is always lost

Waiting to be found

Will you find me ?
Don’t make any promises

When the sun shines you always there to cover it…

Why sparkle me with doubt?

Why keep me in a bubble?

Will you find me?

These feelings oh Lord.