Resolution

Three folds east to west
Condescending each overlaping seam
( everything's coming undone )
All were pressed to seal
To form, to bend, to fold
Fold under pressure and collapse

Resolve


Please be still
You're moving me too much
Can't focus on my destination
( motion sickness makes me unstable )
Reaching for the door
I'm overwhelmed by you
Your silhouette in my eye
Blinding my repreve
I wonder lost around my room
Grasping at your shape

I can't believe after all this
I'm still crying out to you
The one who left me so depraved