wish everything felt less than it did
wish my organs were replaceable
the devil in my heart needs me
claustrophobic between narrow bones
there is only now and memory
nothing else known until time decides
then it’s there and barely held
best laid plans pulling on threads
i keep waking drenched in sweat
burning in my skin, i want it gone
saviour complex, forget thyself
a faith in fire to stay alight
every trust-fall, a death rehearsal
between blind hope and nihilism
neither choice truly feels right
never once has it felt right
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