floating down the streets the october air gives me brainfreeze
i recognise nothing but the gloomy nightfall which follows me
the suburban cemetery walls are caving in
and the rotting leaves strewn over the pavement smell like death
they crunch like bones under my boots
the oak trees are stripped to their skeletons
the damaged skies are leaking darkness and staining the clouds
the icy metal of your door handle is burning me
maybe there’s a fire behind these walls
but there’s no windows to look through so I can’t tell
please let me in
they’re coming for me again
everything is fading to black and i can’t breathe
im choking on glacial words like blocks of ice in the back of my throat
but you still tell me to cool down
when everything i ever needed was knitted into the warmth of your embrace