mind, taste sleep one last time bitter chest and burning ribs break your fingers tearing yourself open one last time: let them drown you bitter chest find bright wonder
tough years, broken people, wrong friends with hate in their hands; love them harder than you loathe yourself remember what it felt like the beautiful things left behind
eyes, look your last time will show you the sickbed where warm love points to the sky asking for gods as her hands lie clasped, cold and hardening
a good mind turned dark, these chapped lips purse and you kiss his body one last time and when it rains, you swear it rains blood—no more better days
heart once locked inside breaks free seek out the white light mind, taste sleep one last time eyes, look your last the beautiful things left behind