My mind flows in separate directions
Recoloring everything I know
I try to tame the beasts in my chest
I wish to breathe, I want to grow
Yet I find myself in the same old terror
Each tarnished step burns and aches
My mind splits and shatters before me
Each thought turns into quakes
I must've brought my nightmares with me
When waking up in this brittle reality
I must've stored the acid in my rib-cage
Filled it up with pure brutality
But these trembling limbs are my normality
And I think sanity might be a triviality
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