here, all the trees are evergreen
steady amidst the bone-deep chill
for only they can pierce the sky
and root so deeply to be unmoved

oh, our beautiful iron maiden

where the gilded spikes stand tall,
steady amidst the suffering
for only they can pierce our hearts
and be unmoved by the screams

like catching a falling knife together
double-edged, our blood on each other’s hands

I’ll always be in your rear view mirror
Even when I’ve left you in the dust

i am an unwilling passenger
upon the vessel of time

I only had the nerve to dream
and you, the will to shatter me

they don’t believe me
they don’t believe me
they don’t believe me
they don’t believe me

maybe if I repeat it enough it will lull me into some sense of calm
it will become a fact, not a knife through my chest

i am so tired
of being everything
all at once