sleep talking investment quickly sell my soul for a chance priest is quick to grant forgiveness where i’m going is hell
it’s impossible to wake someone pretending to sleep it’s impossible to wake somebody like me
arms break back like spider fractures bee stings, walking the line oath sworn, dry mouth, short term, get out, sandstorm blows me away
head in the sand, feet in the sea, submerged within nature, and the places I flee. my form isn’t good but getting better with age it’s protected by prayer and the minimum wage a bottle of help is only short lived we’re slicing up dreams, they’re all allocated wriggle and squirm, from pressure and time pretend to myself that I’m doing just fine