She undo me from the tight grasp of the world
The universe hasn't been to kind
Or maybe it's just following behind father time.
God has been stepping on my neck
She see me wheezing
So she give me her very last breath
She tell me breathe slow
Exhale past trauma
Inhale a unknown tomorrow
May 30, 2020
May 30, 2020 at 1:49 PM UTC
She undo me from the tight grasp of the world
The universe hasn't been to kind
Or maybe it's just following behind father time.
God has been stepping on my neck
She see me wheezing
So she give me her very last breath
She tell me breathe slow
Exhale past trauma
Inhale a unknown tomorrow
