fall before i die
something loosens the grip
before i walk to the edge and trip
i’ll fall from the sky i’ll
fall before i die
shifting and squirming
listening and burning
sleep don’t come easy
vomit, feeling queasy
restless, eating nothing
hallucinating, running
walks at 4am
trying to sleep again
failure runs in my veins
i’m being driven insane
feeding, falling into the night
but always saved by reality’s bite
[history lesson. you remember the one.]
