In The Shadows

I Shouldn't Travel That Much

I hate the sight of this mirror

I wish I was in a burrow

I'm stripping the flesh from your bones

Even though you're not what I want

A drumming in my ears

Racing in my heart

And the usual air that sears

Is eating at the dark

I run faster than I can

To set asleep

Every pound of me

In this wasteland

And at sunset I see

Cacti blooming together

And a corpse with few feathers

That could have been me

 I think way too much ahead

And fog gets to my bed

Nobody hears these screams the same

Nobody heard what I said

You say you're high enough, and I'm here below

But my weapon can reach you

And cut you to pieces, feed you to a pisces

And bury you in snow

Sometimes I'm just a stray dog

Feeding on a little carcass in a dirty alley

Of a bunny self sacrified

Which responds to the name of day's demise

Food to get back upright, and my sadness valleys