The Death Of Me

It's the same shadow, but it's
Closer. It's closer to me today than
It was yesterday, and every
Morning it's MOVING... It gets closer to my feet.
And one day
It will devour
Me.

I've switched families between my mom and my dad for as long as I can Remember.
And for all the WARMTH
And comfort they bring
Me, I've never
Warm and I've never
Felt comfortable.
They can't
Get rid of the
SHADOWS.

They encompass
Me, the shadows of my brain.
It's taken to the exterior
World as well.

Cars, buildings,
Trees... Everything
Bends, everything
Curves. They are
Reaching for me,
Trying to grab my
Lifeline, my
Soul.

The ground is gnawing
At my shins, the world is
Out to eat me. And I've
Wanted, I've wanted so
Badly to FLY... To cleanse my mind, to
Make it blue like the sky
Above me, to ERASE my
Mistakes, to
Undo everything
I've done...

But I've done
Nothing, and gravity
Pounds me, until
I'm weak, until
My knees give and
I come crashing to
The pavement.

The clouds will
Cover me and I
Will sink into
The dirt and
FORGET IT ALL