it's this profound (un)meaning that
haunts me when i attempt to sleep and
hurts me when i attempt to stand and
waits for me to get off the bus
and step into puddles.
[i dreamt we were in another country and that maybe you understood
something has to fall into place]
it's this dying (un)living that
kicks me when i'm down and
steals me when i try to sing and
gets me to fall down when i
just want to live.