Subliminal Messages

This song sounds like it’s being sung from underwater,
Though it is just time for new headphones.

I am sick of summer

And of stale love

That has been stalked

Long past death.

I still cannot stand to be called out

Or called upon.

I can’t make up my mind

How I feel about her,

Indecisive, still,
If I can feel at all.
I am hopeless tonight,
But full of faith,
If it is truly the evidence
Of things not seen.
I can’t see,
But I can feel
You here.

If I could speak to you,
I would tell you to go away,
But you would probably think
I sounded like I was underwater too.

Author's Note

Weird mood.

Reviews

[Alicia Schroeder]

Great write though..