There is a hole in the ground by my house
Where I've buried all the words I don’t carry the meaning to keep alive
I've seen them die
It seems like every time I speak
I find myself back here, tearing at the ground with my mouth
Fistfuls of withered flowers in my hands
I swear I tried to stop them sprouting
Miming so loud on either side
When I saw you die
When I saw you die I died
2019 • I am less than I expected to be
2019 • I am less than I expected to be
2019 • I am less than I expected to be
2015 • I am still scared of living
2016 • I am everyone I’ve ever met
2019 • I am less than I expected to be
2019 • I am less than I expected to be
2019 • I am less than I expected to be
2019 • I am less than I expected to be
2019 • I am less than I expected to be
2015 • I am still scared of living
2015 • I am still scared of living