When words don't have
The capacity to bleed
Out what you feel and
Inhale what you need
You begin to lose
The narrative, the why
The who, the detective
You play the ploy
Of mind and then
You cannot even move
The bed
You will stay still
You'll crumble down
Until no one else
Creates a sound
Jun 4, 2022
Jun 4, 2022 at 7:08 AM UTC
When words don't have
The capacity to bleed
Out what you feel and
Inhale what you need
You begin to lose
The narrative, the why
The who, the detective
You play the ploy
Of mind and then
You cannot even move
The bed
You will stay still
You'll crumble down
Until no one else
Creates a sound
