Monday Feeling

Erin Anne

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Time stopped a couple Mondays ago
And now that feeling seems to be all that I know
It only widens, never closing in
It is an aging, de-elasticized skin

And nothing that I do with my hands can make it better
Nothing that I do with my mouth can make it better
It’s been a long year, this spring that we’re in
It’s such a heavy feeling being weightless

Now I'm going backwards to the start of it
It always hurts to go back to the start of it
Pressing the bruise till it pops like a zit
Tearing through seams just to see if they’ll rip

I need a time machine, but I don’t believe
I need a time machine, but I cannot see (where I’d go)
I need a time machinе, but I don’t believe
I need a timе machine, but I cannot see (where I’d go)

I need a time machine, but I don’t believe
I need a time machine, but I cannot see (where I’d go)
I need a time machine, but I don’t believe