Woorden: Balance Problems. Enderly.

im sitting down inside the shower

as beads of water climb my veins

the tile floor is cold beneath me

the steam is fogging mirror panes



im making mental notes of halls ive walked

and pills ive yet to take

ive recovered slow and hope that

ill be seeing you today





white lights flash below and flicker

the city wakes as i still sleep

in an electric bed my arm is fed

i feel the glowing tv screen



the clever clock above will sing out

at every hours chance it has

im feeling lonely less cause youve been here

the time will surely pass



ive been kept inside for too long now

im begging you to break me out

theyve medicated me for days

im living in a foreign place

ive been wasting away

but i figured out that healing starts

when i can see your face



now im looking out my window. the cars are moving so slow.

the grass absorbs some rays of sun below.



a sharpened needle breaks my skin and im waiting for the medicine

to take me to a world devoid of loneliness



now im sinking to the bottom

of an ocean under me

the lights are dimming from the surface

and muffled noises surround me



ive lost the sense of touch

but love is still inside my dream

of perfect silence and escaping life

we drift slowly to sleep



youve been here all day long

i hope you see what its meant to me