Youngblood

i woke up crushed last night on the marble floor of stansted from a fever dream pitched to the song that’s stuck in my head the glamour’s gone with the last of the gained wisdom i’m here alone and i just want a best friend to wait glorious notorious brilliant paint unsettled dust i fell to pieces so far from where we set course and this glass ceiling weighs heavy on my next choice dodging sleep long-faced decisions longer flights trailblaze a rhythm as each night comes alive glorious notorious brilliant paint unsettled dust proudly living and loudly singing blood runs younger every day