If only true you get one. Keep close. Bury deep.
I can feel it all rush down on me so heavily.
It only seems if I could feel at all…
then only dreams…
come murder me and bury deep…
How could I be so foolish? I should have known exactly how this ends.
I could fold if I could ever let it go. You should know this will tumble down. It will all come down you’ll see.
So flippant and so selfish cause it always ends this way.
If I don’t belong come bury me.