The pressure
weighing
in
   The sky
sinking
thin
   The body
hurts
acetaminophen

The way it spreads its disease around me
clouding my vision
many mistakes put onto my soul
the dreams they terrify me
how could i do those things
it hurts
because that's the real me
maybe it's protecting me
from the things they want to show me
am i not ready
i am not whole

fabric of skin unfolds
to make my memories
    old
my heartless cave
  filling with dread
    cold
Time bending around me
  everything blending into me
    mold

The water rushes down my face
the soft glow of the overhead light drenches me
I am not my body
I am not my mind

Dread sets in
my mediocre life
replaying
regretting
living

homegrown and beautiful
wanderer through the night
her lack of sunlight
pedals become dull
creatures of disturbance
they want to eat
the beauty for their service
homegrown and beautiful
never seen the rain
beauty never knew
the wonders of drugs
creatures promised her fun
homegrown and wilting
beauty damaged
wonder the night

there is a river in everyone
some flow fast and some flow slowly
some are dry some are flooded
but no matter what it will leave a path
even though someone may lose their way
they have a river to remind them of where they lay

Fingers soft like honey
words that sing a tune
my baby doesn't love me
and neither do you too.
I'm bleeding shades of red
and my wrists are all black and blue
oh honey what'd you do to me
i've become oh so blue