two weeks (part 3)

and she opened her mouth
and in the madness
in her mind
in my mind no thoughts bled through
into our world all is trivially complex
and when my legs become weak
when my heart falls
into her bed
i'm only searching for nothing
past two weeks ahead

our mutual friends fell
and filled the void
of our will
and when will we finally give in
into our world so trivially complex
and when will her arms fall
unto my own
she looks really tired now
and this is my final betrayal
my final error

and she opened her mind
and in the madness
of her mouth
in my mouth all words bled through
into our world so trivially complex
and when my mind becomes weak
when my body falls
into her bed
we can all look ahead
and smile
because it's okay
we're only living warm
we're only breathing sweet
our trivial days fall
into the crevice of two weeks

-winston campbell-