What I Mean
Ive been fucking myself over this entire time
And I realize it now when I can’t back out or go further.
But its my existence and her negligence that brought this upon me
Darlin’ you don’t know what it’s like, to love like I do you.
And your embrace brings nothing more than the tide
An empty cascade of shallow notoriety
Deep in the realms of my heart
Yet I grow with myself and my mind so yearning
You need me for your comfort underneath that ocean blue
My mind is meant for more than you One made for a rotting casket in need of new birch
Releases you from its grasp drifting dying
Death brings me solace in what you have never given nor will ever want
A Black Dove.