yesterday was full of sorrows and today is full of teeth and claws.
I keep trying and fighting and falling and calling your name out.
There was a wound and a harm in my skin that let all the pain in,
Do you want me, or love me or know me? Can you show me a little.
There’s a break in my heart, a tear, a torn moment. I shall miss my home. I want you to be my everything. When the sky is dark and full of feathers, you make it better and further and fuller. I walk like a ghost. I’m torn, and a shell, and a host of something not quite alive.