TRIGGER

I’m not thinking too much about everything

The thoughts are thinking me

The endless moment:

You moving bar stools around

Like a game of chess?

Like a dick, but it was funny

Thinking again after a long walk

Staring out of windows that show newly built estates

And an ordinary life - alien life form

Behind me, comforting me, disappearing into Hell

So adamant that it will be alright - 

Adam Ant - yes - he’s always writing to Elise in my head

No Cure though for the pain a melody brings

Always my call, in error

Time and again we sweat it out in vain

Orange light always prompts that memory

And how false those prophecies were

You are the male version of me

I know that now

We can never handle it when we are faced with ourselves

There’s a wall of trees to look at now

Tall and thin, like prison bars 

I could get through a cell door but not these

I’ll fly on this magic carpet you picked out

And fall, hopelessly, to the bottom

When you change its direction and I cant hold on

There are people starving in the world

And yet, you and I can’t even go to bed

Without waking up stressed out and hurting

Good memories become regrets

They hurt more than the bad ones

Fate’s bastard ensures our good ones are stored

Technicolor laughter and vivid warmth surrounds us

Because did you ever feel like you were someone else in those seconds?

or were we just desperate and hoping?

To dig and poke at our misinterpretations

To laugh when we become other people for a while

To stir the pot when it's a maelstrom already

just long enough to fuck it all up

And leave you staring at the floor

Thinking it’s just you

Inside

Your own world

I am your trigger

And love doesn’t mean shit

When you’re frightened to feel

SRWB 2010