DWELLER

loved ones broke the fall
i watched you come to life under each finger nail
clawing at the walls
in the hole i reside in

in hope they give in too
like i gave in before
cover me in you
but the pavement
has its cracks
i have scratched
at it for days

my fight
my pain
my life to maintain

my hope to hold onto
when hands are cold
and hair has folded

my rope to pray for
when all has left
without a word

know i wont fold
nothing but strength brought me out
i can taste the dust to this day
i can see the dirt on my hands
i wont fold them
i wont ask for rope
when im able
take me home
i wont take this for granted anymore

though i sat still for so long
i still long for a way out

you make me feel stupid

bornsore:

just wanna scratch my eyes

of everything

Cheap machine
Blackened Angel
Chalkboard
Dweller
Gardener
Pavement
Buzzards
To Proceed

just wanna scratch my eyes

tired of meeting people

snake

overthink

just shut the fuck up

Do u think its sudden