I wandered towards that sign that beckoned my spirit back
No trespassing
If this is a caution, shouldn't I return towards reality?
No trespassing
Repetitive in its own corpse of undying frustration
No trespassing
Maybe I should head towards death
I've begged for it everyday
And now it's whispering at my core
From the inside out
No trespassing
...Death has already been upon my soul..
Maybe life is already here
