5 --- 3 ---- 2---- belonging
Belonging
Belonging
right now theres air on my skin
its freeing emptiness
it has no life
it doesnt have a soul
sucking needily at a limited supply
which seems like all im able to do
i wish i could stop the rhythm myself
and feel my skull explode on the tile floor
grow weak and not be able to stand
so i wont be forced to anymore
when i lay down like this
the floor becomes a wall
blocking me from soil and deep earth
and the bodies of billions before me
was i ever one of them?
or am i just what i am now?
have i forgotten what it's like to love?
or have i never learned at all?