You know,
i am living
between blood
and bone;

a little swimmer
suddenly so
alone

sinking deeper
and deeper
until the unknown
is home.

And i stay here
as you breathe
out there;

because one day
i believe this will
all make sense,

one day
i'll have my riches;

spoiled rotten
right down to
the core.

Nevermore,
you caw;
my muscles
tied in knots;

knock, knock

my brain rattles,
rattles, until
it tips over
and falls.

We were here
all along,--

except i prefered
to stay lost.

You know,
I am stuck
between blood
and bone.