i thought i’d left this feeling behind
months fell off the calendar
but I’m not far from where I started
the faster I run, the more I lose my way
everyday is still the same
lost in the middle of the ocean
in this tiny wooden boat
that barely stays afloat
I daydream of a more familiar place
if only I could scream myself awake
but there’s nothing left inside
I’m buried to my shoulders in this rising tide
in a few minutes I’ll be under
and no matter what I do
I can’t change this moment…