It found me in my blistering dreams,
it chased my consciousness during the day,
it crept into my thoughts at work, and I realized,
what I thought indifference was masked hurt.
With no means of communicating with the object of your pain,
it turns either into a mellow throb masked as nonchalance or into restlessness and suffocation.
So when the surface of this ocean bed looks calm and serene, look twice and put your hands inside,
you’ll find the currents fierce and wilding.
it chased my consciousness during the day,
it crept into my thoughts at work, and I realized,
what I thought indifference was masked hurt.
With no means of communicating with the object of your pain,
it turns either into a mellow throb masked as nonchalance or into restlessness and suffocation.
So when the surface of this ocean bed looks calm and serene, look twice and put your hands inside,
you’ll find the currents fierce and wilding.
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