Skywriting
Swelling up
It's biting at me
That itch I can't scratch
It's a reflex, an outlet.
Purples and black
Sinking into the floor
Crawling up the door
Watching in the mirror
Chasing, getting nearer.
Reflections in puddles
Faces in a dream
Things we can't forget
A soul in the stream
Looking up to the sky
To which, we twitch.
Understanding why
Whos and whose
Which paths we choose
Floating in the atmosphere
Parts you hold most dear.
A piece of a puzzle
A birthday card, a candle
The lighting of a match
The turning of a handle
The flick of a switch
The falling of a crown.
And looking back
I settle down
Beneath a tree
Welling up.
It's biting at me
That itch I can't scratch
It's a reflex, an outlet.
Purples and black
Sinking into the floor
Crawling up the door
Watching in the mirror
Chasing, getting nearer.
Reflections in puddles
Faces in a dream
Things we can't forget
A soul in the stream
Looking up to the sky
To which, we twitch.
Understanding why
Whos and whose
Which paths we choose
Floating in the atmosphere
Parts you hold most dear.
A piece of a puzzle
A birthday card, a candle
The lighting of a match
The turning of a handle
The flick of a switch
The falling of a crown.
And looking back
I settle down
Beneath a tree
Welling up.
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