The saying does go
‘better the devil you know’
he said.
And sure to god
a fire was lit within me.
Sometimes you'd miss familiar monsters.
Sometimes you'd be suspicious
of the finer things,
of the promises often promised,
made now. But for why?
What changed, when I paid
nothing for it.
I'd almost miss
the curled up ball,
the loneliness in the dark night.
That's all I knew back then.
This feeling of content --
it feels fake, nerves I never used
Mar 16, 2019
Mar 16, 2019 at 9:33 PM UTC
The saying does go
‘better the devil you know’
he said.
And sure to god
a fire was lit within me.
Sometimes you'd miss familiar monsters.
Sometimes you'd be suspicious
of the finer things,
of the promises often promised,
made now. But for why?
What changed, when I paid
nothing for it.
I'd almost miss
the curled up ball,
the loneliness in the dark night.
That's all I knew back then.
This feeling of content --
it feels fake, nerves I never used
