All of my family snuggle
Into the folds of my heart
Where they dream of joy
And love, and things that aren\'t
Pulling splinters from my crown
And pick my canines with them
My hands shake from the drugs
So I bleed ruination on my gums
I know you\'re out there, God
Even in the dark.
Please tell me I didn\'t do this.
Please tell me getting better
Doesn\'t hurt others the way
That they hurt me.
My family lived in my heart
But I don\'t know where they are now.
And the winters coming in the South.
Maybe it\'s time I learned to shovel snow.