I can already feel the outline
Of a ring on my left hand
And every month I'm gaining incentive
In greater levels than the last
Fog surrounds my body,
Keeps me cloudy, unaware
But there's always something new to see
Each time my vision clears
We're often stepping into quicksand
Like it's as easy to get free
As it is to let it swallow us,
Let our tired bodies sleep
It's not a conscious choice,
But it's a being of its own
As real as me to you, or you to me
In the safety of our blankets
Our pillow talk will one day save our lives
In those moments before sleep has left us static as they come
This is bigger than I could ever be
Try to remind myself my wants are so much smaller than they seem
Grasping on to some selfless behavior
That I will never reach
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