It's like bleeding
Without a sight of blood
As if I'm seething inside
Without feeling hot

It's like freezing
Without feeling cold
But I've been told

This is not the way
You're supposed to mourn

As if I'm fighting dragons without feeling brave
As if I'm holding on for dear life
In a freshly dug grave
As if I'm looking for shelter in an open space
It's a lifetime's work

Like knotting
King-size bed sheets out of lace

It's a sweet kind of loneliness
'Cause you're still here
To feel your way out of the darkness
'Cause the light's too clear

It's like running till exhaustion
Without the runner's high
While shedding bitter tears
Without ever being gratified

It's like being strangled by the softest of hands
Like being hanged by the ankles
On elastic bands
As if I'm waiting

For an everlasting day to end
It's like the bends
I'm being blown from the inside
Till I'm burst and spent