Far past a little misshaped
Maybe I'm just a tad bit too late
I'm sick of these constant charades


Blunt cuspids & ingrates
In shambles & disrepair

Barely copimg; life & loss
Laissez-faire


You told me I wasn't enough
Can't break through
You see right through me

I can't feel you

So far adrift, I'm lost

Where should I be heading
& at what cost?
When I've been gagged

&tailored off
I'm happy you've found
your own shadow,

I've been aching for a little
shade on my side
Time to recoup, time to revive


You told me I wasn't enough
I can't break through

You see right through me
I can't feel you


They come uninvited
They come in real quiet


these thoughts get the best of me

They come uninvited

They come in real quiet
No end to this atrophy


Insipidly, my taste tends to bleed
as the footsteps they leave me
buried alive (barely alive)

Constantly revolving around
this notion of self-deprivation
A shard of broken glass

lodged in my back
I know how you irk to get me out
(let me out)

Don't let me fade away

I will be enough

You see right through me
But I still feel you
You will be enough

You see right through me
I still feel you


Don't tell me I won't be enough
I will break through
You see right through me

I still feel you

I'm reaching out

Just hold on