Dry Bones

My bones are Dry

My tongue is Dry

My feet are Dry

My heart will never be DRY



I fear my own Blood
It poisons me
Forever I eat myself

On the inside I’m Dry
Nothing. Nothing. Nothing.
But a heart…

Somewhere deep down
Deep. Deep. Deep.
It’s there

The underground lake
Under the surface

Mood swings hard
Ground into tears
The mind of a deranged maniac

I might be a deranged maniac
I might be insane
I might be a maniac

I HAVE A HEART