I’ve Stolen From Posters And Drawings

Lick your lips for me one last time
So I can see the reflection of horror on your face
The dying whim and other words deemed poetic
Everyone has their own path to follow
But their tracks are on my back
I’ve been crying sunscreen for so long
So then when you bring the sunshine you can’t see my tears
How can you say that you will let this fly forever? When you don’t know how long that is
Trying to understand what’s incoherent will only bring more pain than it’s worth
And I don’t know how long to go on like this
Seeing through an insomniac’s perspective
Brings a bunch of new points of view
Today I watched the sun rise on grey and clouded skies
I’ve been crying these tears for so long