Collisions
Coming up for air
Been holding your breath for too
Long enough to care
Averting your eyes from her
Stare into the void
Nothing seems quite what it
Isn’t it extreme
I can’t help but feeling
This polarising, self-despising
Infantile and yet beguiling guilt
It’s wasting our time
Wasting our time
It’s wasting our time
Wasting this
Time we have to
Submerge into
What we feel through
Colliding with this love
Nothing is unique
She was irreplaceable
Once you found a key
I’m caught in the snare from
This deprecating, instigating
Creeping and debilitating guilt
It’s wasting our time
Wasting our time
It’s wasting our time
Wasting this
Time we have to
Submerge into
What we feel through
Colliding with this love
© 2006 Davies