i ask for god’s help
i fell lonely
and weak my body is cold
and strange to my touch
and my insides hollow

‘holy god in the skies
i beg for your pardon
i beg for some life
holy god in the…

the sun shines off of my windows
my body is almost part of the bed
i can’t see the beauty in anything
or myself
eyes hurt imma bout to cry
every piece of mind is about to crack

about the days you break my heart, 17/01/17

if they kill mom
tonight.

i won’t miss her much.