Buried
Bury me in snow again,
the sun beat,
the sun built,
time proclaimed this boy a man,
nine clouds creeped to mask this guilt,
gusts of wind carried dirt staind in,
mixing in a pan am grin,
delayed betrayed I strayed it settled in,
unplugging,
gray within,
incoherent,
sweet winds howl as sirens do,
this cold bite so numbing,
though i'm lost I am found too,
dissasociating,
what is real?
How to feel again?
Bury me in ethanol,
to crave for light,
I lust for night,
poison rain's sting incredible,
an unsurmounted sight,
nevermore the bright,
a wall of glass as the autumn passed,
thunder clapped no sound to pass,
delayed betrayed I stray it settles in,
unplugging,
gray within,
incoherent,
sweet winds howl as sirens do,
this cold bite so numbing,
though i'm lost I am found too,
dissasociating,
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