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Psy·cho·sis
Colors
The pretty colors all around
I remember your face
And eyes my eyes and the frown
Struggle to remember your bright eyes
And the nothingness
Is this reality? Please?
Floating between fantasy, reality
I feel your fingers gentle on my face
I know they are yours, they’re soft and warm
Wrapped in my jacket with no arms
Sitting in my white room
Then I hear your sneakers
Hitting the pavement
I can see them jump
Red with laces
Leave the rooftop and fall
Then bright
White
Blinding
Light
Everywhere
Then I'm here
Scream
I want you
I want to leave
I want to see you again
I don’t want to keep floating
Between reality and fantasy
The pretty colors all around
I remember your face
And eyes my eyes and the frown
Struggle to remember your bright eyes
And the nothingness
Is this reality? Please?
Floating between fantasy, reality
I feel your fingers gentle on my face
I know they are yours, they’re soft and warm
Wrapped in my jacket with no arms
Sitting in my white room
Then I hear your sneakers
Hitting the pavement
I can see them jump
Red with laces
Leave the rooftop and fall
Then bright
White
Blinding
Light
Everywhere
Then I'm here
Scream
I want you
I want to leave
I want to see you again
I don’t want to keep floating
Between reality and fantasy
Published 8th Jun 2014
| Edited 15th Jun 2014
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