Sometimes I can't believe my existence
See myself from a distance
I can't get back inside
Sometimes the air is so anxious
All my thoughts are so reckless
And all of my innocence has died
Sometimes I wake at four in the morning
When all the darkness is swarming
And it covers me in fear
Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
The Little Things That Give You Away, Album Songs of Experience, U2 Adam Clayton©2020
I use to fight this feeling, it almost feels like being unable to awake from a dream. But now I just flow into the anxious world of pain, until it lets me go. Daniel Alberdeston©2020
www.danielalberdestonphotography.com©2020
@danielalberdestonphotography©2020
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