if one day my skin started to rot
i'd spend the last hours of my life here.
i'd pace back and forth in this familiar
scene with all my wrong-doings on repeat
i'd rewind and rewatch the times i replied
with words i didn't mean and throwing fists i couldn't clench.
I'd reload the entire decade i spent absent
and remind all my friends that i needed them here.
i'd throw myself deeper to stress the recoil
i subjected myself to
and rerun the episodes where i spun around in circles trying to grip the reins on my affliction.
i'll never be able to reconcile the seconds. the days. the years i spent crawling inside of my body looking for a warm place to nest.
in fact i think i'm still searching.
if my skin is starting to decay, the rest of my body will soon.
but i can't stop pacing and the tapes keep playing
for me to reminisce on my remorse.
and all i can think about is how badly i want a redo.
Mar 4, 2024
Mar 4, 2024 at 8:34 PM UTC
if one day my skin started to rot
i'd spend the last hours of my life here.
i'd pace back and forth in this familiar
scene with all my wrong-doings on repeat
i'd rewind and rewatch the times i replied
with words i didn't mean and throwing fists i couldn't clench.
I'd reload the entire decade i spent absent
and remind all my friends that i needed them here.
i'd throw myself deeper to stress the recoil
i subjected myself to
and rerun the episodes where i spun around in circles trying to grip the reins on my affliction.
i'll never be able to reconcile the seconds. the days. the years i spent crawling inside of my body looking for a warm place to nest.
in fact i think i'm still searching.
if my skin is starting to decay, the rest of my body will soon.
but i can't stop pacing and the tapes keep playing
for me to reminisce on my remorse.
and all i can think about is how badly i want a redo.
