a momentary relief
the distance i drew between us
like a weapon and a shield
whimpering in wounds and woes
the endless road won’t fix me
but it’s what i believe
the reckoning of my delusions
please fall and chain my feet
turn my mind upside down
switch the reality on as your love is real
and i push away because refuge calls my name
but it’s all nonsense
i know, only if i could perish my disease
wipe my tears and let you get near
crawl under my skin
and no matter that my hands immerse into yours
the distance pulls me to extinction
it’s easier to dwell in scrutiny and isolation
blame all the faults of others
be the innocent bystander of my sins
and bid farewell without mercy

© simon whitte — from lovers’ tiff: a ballad