Burnt Stills

​You didn’t know how much I needed to reach out and be answered and when you finally came back around, the dead wounds reopened and started eating me alive

And just like Adam being summoned to crawl amongst his sins, I watched myself crying tears of old lover’s memories
But why am i so silenced? When all I wanted was to show you that someone’s brain was scrambling for your brain waves?
Didn’t we connect somehow darling babe?
Maybe, maybe this is revenge from the underground, buried eyes with still images stained onto their surfaces revealing a time when everything was not half bad
But my last thoughts will be ” When did my world come crashing into me like quicksand, only pushing me up so high that I can’t even see where I last was?”


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