This Depth Is Astounding

John Edward Smith Jr.

I wear the chain
around my neck you gave me
when we still had a thing
before we didn't
if it was long enough I swear
I'd fucking hang myself
but it isn't

lately I can't concentrate
the things I know are wrong
seem right
my head's always pounding
the singularity pulls
I fall a little bit faster
this depth is astounding

I'll sit by and play pretend
until I screw it up again
and pray for the end
remember like I used to
this has come to be too much
just lying here without your touch
with no one to lie to



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