delicate situation

“it’s delicate”
someone adds
do you know what you want?
they do the talking
we won’t
and I feel a strange comfort

quite calm
we all do what we can
but never enough, you guess
I can’t go and
you don’t want me to
is that already all?

taking me home
although not mine
this place ain’t so bad
drowning, mhhh
on the floor of truth
want some more or shall I keep it?

talk until three
sleep well, you know
I’ve been here before
you are at peace
another silent song
to sing for you while you’re gone

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