Bipolarity (why I've been gone for so long)

The world seems too bright in the night these days.

But I can't but begin to deny it.

And I don't know quite how to say the thin words that my heart beats too fast in the bright night these days...

Or get out the words that my spit is too sweet. Or how I can taste chlorine in the water these days Or how the lights are just so very bright these days Or how my legs could just run themselves bloody these days.

You know I can't wait. I'm so close. I just... I don't even know You know? Any more.

And the rain smells so soft off the clouds these sweet days, And the colours are just so damn pretty these days. While the skin on your face feels so soft these damn days.

You know. I can't wait. I'm so close. I just... I don't even know You know? Any more.

And I can't help but think that the ice is so cold these days, the sheets are so warm and the wine is so sharp these days.

Cant wait … so close … I just... Don't even know. You know? Anymore.