Splattered you All over my body And flecks of skin Inside every crevice. I can’t get rid of you
I’ve been waiting For years And days And all the seconds For a warm body.
I find no release. I die. I die, Yet I’m not free. Not 'til I die.
Winter is getting worse. Is there no justice In my punishment Brought about by my peers? I yearn to burrow in warm dirt
My broken heart Throbs dysfunctionally. It beats to a cracked rhythm Between dead, dead, dead And life, life, life.
There’s always a morning, But there’s the night, too. Every faith has a savior, But the devil always follows suit. There will be spring,
My mother is the darkness inside m… She planted the seed That grew into brambles, And now, I can’t be loud Because she makes me so
What does it feel like on the day… Does it hurt? Today, I have just realized that, And it burns. It has burned the piece of my hear…
You know, I miss you both Like I miss my childhood blanket That I wonder idly about.
I came back from a mortal hell, But on my way home, I saw no white god, And I saw no golden spirit, And I saw no true son.
I find it funny That I raised myself From the cradle To the grave. I never got a chance to be a baby.
Mom, I miss you, And I’m miserable. I miss grandma, And I’m so lonely. I miss being a kid.
Spring into fall, And we’ve all hit a wall. Love comes quickly. Sometimes, it grows. Summer, then rain,
Dignity is death.
I remember how I cried When they cut down Our tree.
