The end exploded
On the cold, white bus.
It was no one’s fault but mine.
It wasn’t the food that I ate last night
It was really just a matter of time.
But seriously though,
I often I just wanna sit with myself.
But I’m up getting **** done.
Cause after all,
“that’s the way of the world”.
The way that the West was won.
Really
and truly
as a kind human being,
I just wanna feel what I feel.
And sometimes the feeling is buried in loss.
Heavy,
But not a big deal?
Just give me some time
to sit and relax,
To let my heart beat without rush.
Just a few moments to breathe
and to know I’m alive.
It’s not really asking too much.
But the speed of the world today
Has me coming in on two wheels.
And from waking to sleep
somehow I’ve become
Something of a kinda big deal.
To me,
the question I have
and also for you
is not of the trivial sort.
How deep do you
want to your heart to heal?
And how badly is your gut torn apart?
Emotions unspoken,
From the language of the love,
have festered and churned within.
Since not outspoken
My body expressed
From the unfortunate
other end.
Oct 5, 2025
Oct 5, 2025 at 7:38 AM UTC
The end exploded
On the cold, white bus.
It was no one’s fault but mine.
It wasn’t the food that I ate last night
It was really just a matter of time.
But seriously though,
I often I just wanna sit with myself.
But I’m up getting **** done.
Cause after all,
“that’s the way of the world”.
The way that the West was won.
Really
and truly
as a kind human being,
I just wanna feel what I feel.
And sometimes the feeling is buried in loss.
Heavy,
But not a big deal?
Just give me some time
to sit and relax,
To let my heart beat without rush.
Just a few moments to breathe
and to know I’m alive.
It’s not really asking too much.
But the speed of the world today
Has me coming in on two wheels.
And from waking to sleep
somehow I’ve become
Something of a kinda big deal.
To me,
the question I have
and also for you
is not of the trivial sort.
How deep do you
want to your heart to heal?
And how badly is your gut torn apart?
Emotions unspoken,
From the language of the love,
have festered and churned within.
Since not outspoken
My body expressed
From the unfortunate
other end.