Daffodil-11 by Noema

You put me in mind of someone I used to know
You’re nothing more than a shadow anymore
And if I chance to open my eyes there’s nothing
Always nothing
Every day I feel as if there’s nothing left to do
Things were so much simpler in our nation of two

I feel it coming on like a migraine
I feel it all the same
All the dead voices—they make a sound like wings,
Like leaves, like sand, like leaves
The knocking on the skull,
Without my madness, my senses dull
My senses dull

Now I remember the shadow, but by tomorrow it’s gone
I don’t remember yesterday—tomorrow I won’t either
Tomorrow is uncertain but the sun’s still in the ether
I keep telling myself, at the end there’s nothing
Every day I feel as if there’s nothing left to do
Things were so much simpler in our nation of two

Whenever you are near, I know it isn’t real
I stay asleep despite all that I feel
To have lived is not enough for them—they make a sound like feathers,
Like leaves, like ashes, like leaves,
You leave, and then,
Left alone with my madness, I turn in

To...
Someone I'm all too familiar with
I turn in to
Something I'm all too familiar with
I...
I...
I...

Whenever you are near, I know it isn’t real
I stay asleep despite all that I feel
To have lived is not enough for them—they make a sound that
I am all too familiar with
This feeling I'm all too familiar with
This feeling I'm all too familiar with
This feeling I'm all too familiar with!

• Alternative
• alternative rock
• dream
• synth rock
• Massapequa