Sleep

Slept the day away
and here I am
still tucked in between
too tight sheets.
Can't move.
Can't breathe.
Try..
Keep trying..
That fizzy pop smell's stuck now,
trapped behind my eyes
and lacing like a drug,
like your drug,
like you,
through my memories.
That dizzy pop feelin' is in my ears
and I think,
I think I just might explode
and rain down like a winter storm.
Catch me on your eyelashes.
It's my favourite place.
Oh, we dream when we
sleep the day away.