Lletres: Bad Astronaut. Acrophobe. Anecdote.

A thousand indecisions
launched from the table for one
lately they've been killing me
they were left unsung
I desire stop motion sickness
the potion in your breath companionment
abandonment death a thousand insecurities
dumped forever dumped endeavors
I'm awakened by the laugh comfort
in your sound whatever
I'm enamored by your smile
you put the words right
into my mouth
I love my antidote to death almost
died twice today
I wait on you to bail me
like everyone else
I confess lay my leery head on your chest
give you everything I never had