I'm unable
more than I can say I am
feeling like
the walls of the worlds
are caving in
doubling back and landing
on my head
cracking my shoulders and skull.
When everything leads
back to things unsaid
and you wish
for the times you hated
you know
there's a problem.
But the truth isnt far behind me
and its trying to rely
on my falling
yet again.
Hands fall down
and there's no skin left
underneath your hips
when I breathe,
deep into my lungs you creep
and we slip into
some kind of
remnant we lost.