if you are afraid to think these things
and talk about them
then I don't want to listen to what you have to say
my soul was clipped a long time ago
and since then I've felt nothing
my heart fled to my feet
turned dark and poured out onto the asphault
seeped down through the cracks
and into the earth
hoping that it would be renewed
I continued to lie to myself
perpetual reanimation is a far cry
from the reality of it
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