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I fill my pockets up with rocks

A greasy tongue and cigarettes

I cuddle with a blackened spoon

And smoke a spell

Days run together and the nights are crusting my lungs

Black out my windows I won't open the door

I can't find my bed

Scabbing my knees on the floor I don't know how to pray

My lips are flowers on a stem

With thorns to scratch my itchy thoughts

I'm burning copper just to breathe

I won't exhale

I'm all alone but the shadows are moving again

My phone isn't ringing but I answer it

Sweat stained peep hole

I ain't going to shut my eyes til they stop creeping through the floor

I told my mama I didn't follow anybody down here

Now I can't leave

Falling backwards past the bottom I'm digging through

Burn glass suck down fire as my air