And the ache of my heart crept back
This sudden realization that all I want seems so far away
What happened? I feel like I woke up and everyone had a plan to change without even telling me. This hot and cold transfer didn't do anything good, and now I have this Truman Show sense of paranoia.
It makes me want to scream. The big bad wolf is just lurking past the tree line, and he's watching my life burn to the ground with a crooked smile locked from ear to ear.
My Russian nesting heart keeps shelling up and locking away, and I don't say what I mean to say. It's a problem.
I am satisfied and things are good. I'm a liar and things are better. I am in denial and still drive home alone. I am wandering aimlessly through capsized ships and deep sea monster boneyards.
Deja vú to future happenings of undesirable circumstances, and I snap out of it with tight fists, remembering to take a deep breath and know that it isn't real yet.
These are my bad dreams.
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