so on this
abandoned
breathing
night
lying desolate
complimentary companionship
slovakia in fortune
uneasy with this future function
the ceiling laughs
it's easier to explain to myself
than anyone else
breathing
abandoned

i constantly curb every edge with every fix
anxiety’s muddy boots stomp a hole in my lip
maybe the sting brings me more luminance
stuck in this state and i fear it’s effervescence
addicted to the feeling as the skin rips
my memories are package and wrapped
in scabs and tape made of missing dad
and stamped with wishing for the love i had
between my sister and brother and mother
and shipped amidst thinking they could die
today.

every broken, filthy brick
this wall will fit
between who i think i am
and the worms and dirt and grit

the creator can't contemplate
introducing the late
great
devastation
a cavity
decaying
depravity
just saying
if you could erase it all and retry
now would be a perfect time, big guy

i'm going to dance
i'm going to sing along
i'm going to win more than i lose
i'm talking about beer pong
we're going to laugh
until our cheeks grow new muscles
we're going to defend
each other when the locals want to tussle
they're going to hate us
for generating so much light
they're going to say
we shouldn't have picked this fight
you're going to question
every stumbling thought i verbalize
you're going to wish
for a snooze button on the sunrise