There they go
Up stairs
Down, aimless
In minor key
Above me and below me
Shuffling the chairs
Low muffles of chaos
Out of my broken hands
I’ll tie a knot around my broken years
Leave the box as it was
To preserve time
And take up space
You deserve it
There she is
The life-waster
Sat on the floor
Looking back over
Old papers that meant so little
And now you mean so much
More than how quickly can I pack up my life?
But you always really did
She’ll try to plant another existence
But their minor key bleeds
Into this consciousness
And in complete silence I’m lonely
God,
Show yourself
Or at least take me back home
Where we sung in major
And the thin walls
Brought her closer
To the comforting sounds
Or amplified the magical silence
I wish I was sat on a train again
She’ll always keep trying
I’m sick of having panic attacks
Over shit I don’t care about
Menial, banal (can I scream please)
Drag me backwards
Down every rabbit hole
That leads to nothing I ever wanted
Feelings I left to rot
But it seems they’re shitty plastic
So I drown and choke and
They’ll drink out of cardboard
So many states of ignored
I look up at logos
I’ll flow
I’ll be true
Flow with reason
But not for any façade
So many states of ignored
Is this where I lay now?