I see the same sand all over again.
This beaches grains just fall through my hands.
I live the same **** moments and days.
Every hour passes then is replayed.

My grandpa died 7 times this week.
The same **** car runs over my dog in the street.
I cant stop crying.
Cant catch a break

Every night i anxiously asphyxiate.

Times not my friend this hospitals not my kin.
My life’s a framed moment caught in the canvas

My girlfriend being ***** in my mind, over and over that night plays in the ghost of her eyes.
she couldn’t take it all anymore
but there’s no reverse
i don’t think her a ***** nothing fixes what she feels.
the reel stops spinning as she hand shovels those pills.
i found her body in dirt angel pattern on the edge of the land
and i sat there.
i cried to death while i wept in her hands.
a life repeating is a life for the ******.