i took the upswing
and slammed into a wall
cause i wasn't angry enough
to stop it
and i wasn't smart enough
to make anything of it

i had gravity
on my side,
could've finally
known something beautiful
but i choked on the chance
and spit out the car window

now i can feel the foundation
shaking beneath my feet
and i know im gonna fall
through the concrete
any minute,
back into the soil
graveyard of
half smoked cigarettes
and empty water bottles

cause whiskey isn't momentum
and vines strong enough
to pull humans out
of hell
aren't made up
of bad house shows,
****** up friends,
shaking hands,
or hot apartments
full of smoke
and silence

so i guess ill sleep
an other night
cold, wet, and uncomfortable
i guess ill sleep
an other night
six feet ******* under