4 years of life
Looking through the window through metal blinds
The dust covered window sill is burial to the dead
Breathe in
Long exhale
«I don’t like myself» is pushed from my gut while I wait for it to sink
This is the genesis to the life I lead
Open up
Release
Let it run through like a cancer
The first memory repeats
Looking for an answer
On this memory it feeds
It needs no introduction
No cause or purpose
The rationale of being eternally numb weighs everyone down at one point
The open wounds with no source that never seem to heal
Opening of self
I didn’t ask to be this way
Fighting and tearing away to keep these thoughts at bay
Open up
Release
Let it run through like a cancer
The first memory repeats
Looking for an answer
On this memory it feeds
It always feeds