hollow summer tomb, could be worse
Waiting in your dark, this single world
Keeps wasting away, I keep taking notes
on truth that I find, in stories you tell
Everything I fear, I see in you
A poor disguise of choice, over wicked truth
You're here for a while, I hope for the worst
For all the other times, you still get through
Cryptic walking
In the daylight
A feeling familiar
Lost as it is
Right now
for now
Something brushes
past my shoulder
Seething restless but
We're not scared
For now
Circled round the moon, now sentient
Curses lived in full, souls born to rend
My best attempt, braced for the worst
I know we'll find our ourselves. Again
Lost inside the aftermath
Finalize our disarray
Starting down another path
Of cold decay
bought ourselves a little more
Could've done with clarity
Sunlight outside the tomb
For the time remains
But what I fear I see in you
This unnerving wicked truth
Why you're wrong I'll never say
I hope for the worst
Dec 17, 2018
Dec 17, 2018 at 3:31 AM UTC
hollow summer tomb, could be worse
Waiting in your dark, this single world
Keeps wasting away, I keep taking notes
on truth that I find, in stories you tell
Everything I fear, I see in you
A poor disguise of choice, over wicked truth
You're here for a while, I hope for the worst
For all the other times, you still get through
Cryptic walking
In the daylight
A feeling familiar
Lost as it is
Right now
for now
Something brushes
past my shoulder
Seething restless but
We're not scared
For now
Circled round the moon, now sentient
Curses lived in full, souls born to rend
My best attempt, braced for the worst
I know we'll find our ourselves. Again
Lost inside the aftermath
Finalize our disarray
Starting down another path
Of cold decay
bought ourselves a little more
Could've done with clarity
Sunlight outside the tomb
For the time remains
But what I fear I see in you
This unnerving wicked truth
Why you're wrong I'll never say
I hope for the worst
