Touching walls with fingertips

There’s just a single path

Down the hallway filled with trash

And I just scratch away till it bleeds


Why won’t Jesus come for me

The room grew colder when


My eyes – with gangrene

Your (last breath) was taken in

Fists. breakin

Lovely things again

Through every door

Into each brand new room

I look there evermore

Faint light in all this gloom

Could that be you?

I can’t pull the shades down enough to hide

(the light)

And all the smiles from “the ones” outside

For whom things will always be alright

I grind my teeth all night

Please leeeeeeeeeeeeet me in

(Why do I run and hide)

I want to juuuuuuuuust be friends

(I clasp my hands inside)

When will this evvvvvvvvvvvvvvver end.?

I roll over to my other side

To face the wall another night

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