i am incredibly blue
i wish i had an excuse. like, i suffered so much pain. what is this? empty words. music only touches upon the surface of this well. i am my biggest obstacle. yearning wraps raw flesh, the gaping wound is covered with all sorts of ideas dreams and notions.
when i look into the setting sun, covered in dust, to make it red and stark, i remember the sun in thailand and how it shone, crying red tears every day after you left this world. i can´t think properly. i wish this was the sole reason but really it´s a wild mix of longing, sadness and readiness to break open. to be held. in the end.