its coming back
im starting to see the cracks
its like standing on the tracks
you know its coming
you hear the humming
you can feel it
you can see it
your waiting
anticipating.
im falling back
right into the cracks
trying to get better
but my cheeks get wetter
explain it in one last letter.
i close my eyes
and try to hold back the cries.
its time to realize,
with a couple sighs,
that everybody dies.
