Fire
And I ask myself, did I fall from grace?And I look around meand I realizeThere is none to be had here.I must
And I ask myself, did I fall from grace?And I look around meand I realizeThere is none to be had here.I must
I remember a bully that was a frenemyWhen we wasn’t fighting he would talk to meThe things he said had sense of
The words you say create images in my head until I hallucinate about the things you’ve saidFlesh vibrating regularly from the wind
Contaminated thoughtsFueled by toxic dreamsThe smile says tranquilityInside the brain just screams Plastic eyes reflect the worldNo shine coming from withinTrauma blasted
I do not remember a time I was on the other side of the veila time before the time I would know