thorns

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6.22.26 – free week

I think ive gotten too comfortable here

I sing my sad songs to keep the path clear
open to return someday
maybe

if when I start to suffocate
lose my mind
go insane

push past the bushes and bramble
look north to the star
dance in the light of the moon
for a bit
before I tire
and retire

into the blanket
of the bushes and bramble

thorns biting at ankles
a peace in the pain of the broken

I've made quite a bed deep in sorrow

I sing my love songs to keep the path back
open to return someday
maybe

if when I start to suffocate
lose my mind
go insane

push past the bushes and bramble
look north to the star
dance in the light of the moon
for a bit
before I tire
and retire

into the blanket
of the bushes and bramble 

thorns biting at ankles
a peace in the pain of the broken