The crunch of dirt
follows behind.
As I pull,and I'm hurt
By what I find.
Some how it speaks.
Such dark words.
That my heart seaks.
Like a perverted cure.
I can't help
but to listen to it drone.
I'm just a welp.
I must be grown.
I'm stopping the chat,
Dropping the reigns down.
Tonight. I'm burying that
Horse in the ground
Feb 25
Feb 25, 2026 at 9:59 PM UTC
The crunch of dirt
follows behind.
As I pull,and I'm hurt
By what I find.
Some how it speaks.
Such dark words.
That my heart seaks.
Like a perverted cure.
I can't help
but to listen to it drone.
I'm just a welp.
I must be grown.
I'm stopping the chat,
Dropping the reigns down.
Tonight. I'm burying that
Horse in the ground
Inspired by Shake it Off by Florence+ the Machine
