in the underground

chris is such a common name,  in silent places you stood like a gazel. graceful in the water, you drank from the stream. there wasnt much for air that night and in the flourishing you were feeding the people of the town. i was taking one of my last drinks down. alone into the waters i waded, i didnt have him on my mind. i was heated and i was lashing out. i am unable to find myself in the center, so i cried and i wondered that night who could really hear me. i wanted it to be atom, but it wasnt. so i was bitter and i was blurring the lines. know ing as i waited deep inside there was someone else, wanting to swim this tide. someone i could trust some more. someone elses arms ready to explore. i didnt have to long for you in my sleep no more. fooling myself, i pranced, fooling myself i romanced the long distance but as my heart broke it faded away. and lies grew moldy over my heart shaped pain.