We grieve in different corners of this house
All plagued by the changing routine
All withering in the musky silence
Not saying what is resting over us
I don’t think we want the waterfalls tonight
But we all know that they will come
in the silence of our beds
And we’ll pull the covers tightly
Hoping this weight will be less
tomorrow
Apr 24, 2021
Apr 24, 2021 at 2:50 AM UTC
We grieve in different corners of this house
All plagued by the changing routine
All withering in the musky silence
Not saying what is resting over us
I don’t think we want the waterfalls tonight
But we all know that they will come
in the silence of our beds
And we’ll pull the covers tightly
Hoping this weight will be less
tomorrow
freshly squeezed sadness
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