Every second of this mistake
Permeates
I see your ugly blue skies
and your laughter
I see the painted leaves
and bright sky
Blow it to ****
Stomp on the newborn
Bury all hope
I wander into the hall
long and sepiatone
Cool-hue
And place my neck in the ledge.
No more reminders
I am here, and trying.
Trying to be.
Feb 10
Feb 10, 2026 at 7:17 AM UTC
Every second of this mistake
Permeates
I see your ugly blue skies
and your laughter
I see the painted leaves
and bright sky
Blow it to ****
Stomp on the newborn
Bury all hope
I wander into the hall
long and sepiatone
Cool-hue
And place my neck in the ledge.
No more reminders
I am here, and trying.
Trying to be.
