Before the stifling winds reach
the nape of my neck...

I never remember the nights
being this unbearably long...

I have homeless knots
hanging in my closet...

Even though I'm sure you'd disagree,
I feel we're headed back to square one...

The sadness creeps in,
unsuspected, unwanted...

Could it ever be safe
to be with them...

if tomorrow you ask how i am,
i'm not sure how i'll respond...

And if I could stop giving you power I would.
If I could banish you from existence, I would...

It's been cloudy on my mind and in my heart and in...

they're so different now
you don't check...

And I doubt I’ll be able to forget
the text messages we sent...

And it's not that I don't feel safe with myself,
or with this environment even...