Forearms flayed,
I play my veins for fool,
I don’t need food, my face been fuckin up my mood,
No more nails, my chest can’t cave too soon,
Wrists & ankles,
Pray my pain comes true,
I’m just tryna focus on you.
Are you who’s fixing me this time?
Fought me a place in your head,
Dead all the weight that i carry,
Color me scary,
My skull is embarrassed to say what i see so it settles for nothing instead,
Silence of dead,
Cherry stems & thread,
Tie me a knot so I’ll find you again,
Thought up a weight to weigh upon my end,
All made of matter, all of us are sin,
But then to each’s own,
You are my home,
Still feel like a kid, why they say im grown?
Nourishing pome; flourish where you roam.
Been freezing out in the frio of the globe,
Its warm where you go i just want you close,
Closing up shop with money still to spend,
Hoping that someday i can comprehend,
That macrocosm doesn’t care to pretend.