I have to pull myself out
You can’t help me
I don’t want your shovel
I need to claw my way out
I need this dirt under my fingernails
I need the rocks to scrape my hand
I need to know actual hurt
I need the blood to come from my cuts
Don’t let them bury me here
Don’t let this bury me
I’ll scratch the coffin lid
I’ll ring the bell
Will anyone hear me
Do they think I’m too far gone?
Do they know?
Do they care?
I’m the one who should care for me
I need to find self love in this darkness I’ve made
I’ll find it through the pitch and mud
I’ll find it when I save myself
I won’t let this bury me