Between the mud and the plague

Bodies and the rain

All I can feel is pain

Time decays

We are caged under the freeway

You get a minute a day

And a crucifix to show you the way

Infinite wisdom

A bullet for the brain

Breaking the touch

I don't give a fuck

I'll decline a source of protection

For some comfort or attention

Break myself

So you can't break me

And I'll watch you go home

Why won't you come bury me?

Intention to question

But no questions to speak

What I regret most is that I could be something you'd seek

Something you'd miss

Stay away

Let me fade away

It's better this way

You will never learn

My sickness is none of your concern

Between the mud and the plague

The bodies and the rain

All I can feel is pain.

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• poetry
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• relationships
• fear
• broken