I feel like I’m a mine
buried deep in the ground
that is easily set off
by a comment or a pound
Something you wouldn’t notice
an action or a phrase
that shouldn’t seem to matter
can set me off for days
I watch the count down on my timer
It helps me catch my breath
The spiral keeps me living
Closer and closer to death
I thought I was a bomb
obsessed with numbers spiraling forever down
so I kept myself away
It’s better if I drown
Weapons don’t hide from their destruction
But that’s all I seem to do
Destroy, regret, destroy again
It’s all I ever knew
Maybe I’m not a mine or a bomb
buried in the ground
Because every time that I explode
It’s never makes a sound
Feb 14, 2018
Feb 14, 2018 at 7:55 AM UTC
I feel like I’m a mine
buried deep in the ground
that is easily set off
by a comment or a pound
Something you wouldn’t notice
an action or a phrase
that shouldn’t seem to matter
can set me off for days
I watch the count down on my timer
It helps me catch my breath
The spiral keeps me living
Closer and closer to death
I thought I was a bomb
obsessed with numbers spiraling forever down
so I kept myself away
It’s better if I drown
Weapons don’t hide from their destruction
But that’s all I seem to do
Destroy, regret, destroy again
It’s all I ever knew
Maybe I’m not a mine or a bomb
buried in the ground
Because every time that I explode
It’s never makes a sound