its “complicated”, dont want to talk about.
its strange: the things that put up walls are the things we hear call, us in..
its a magnet to “complication” its gravity to the problems.
its the things that bring us closer are the things that cause delusion
i am fed to my throat and im full of this,
my heart throbs a billion beats every time i sleep
please get rid of it, this feel we feel when we care so much
that unreasonable thing that follows the cuts
that follows the blood, and the horrible screams in my chest
its unbearable,… make it stop