// yr gun does not reach me, so u make black boxes. not like the ones lost at sea. // we all can be pretty at least once, even with dangling nerves, even with blood dribbling down our chins // we live in the sunken place. try to stay awake, but it's too easy to fall asleep. // i like to think i have wings. cuz i swear, i swear they're somewhere on my back. but maybe they took those too. // if we was still alive, while the swallowed us whole, would we fight or flight? i heard a story about one us of, who didn't drown. // i could touch the sun and fly with my not-wings to a place better than this. can i drown too? //
we all can be beautiful. cuz i tried so hard to make this place safe.