rubber and soul

in my mind i'm crawling on your floor

vomiting and defeated

total absence of grace

your reluctant voice saying;

you decide your own fate

but i wear rubber bands round my soul

they keep me from falling

and these rubber bands round my soul

they keep me from falling

in my repeated dreams

your stare at me with an empty gaze

you turn your back on me

and you search for more intriguing days

loathing this

controlling this

let me get a hold of this

so i wear rubber bands round my soul

they keep me from falling

and these rubber bands round my soul

they keep me from falling

so then when you are not in my dreams

and not in my mind but

we are at the same place at the same time

rubber no longer holds

the borders of my soul