grave from vermillion by lovedoll

i’ll force down every mouth full of food
despite it all tasting like sand
only for i know if i don’t do it soon
i’ll collapse down right where i stand
and i have to keep standing for now
so that i can take one last stab
at showing you that much like the food that i eat
much longer without you i’ll pass
it’s hard to even open my mouth
sometimes i must use my hands
pry open the hatch like a basement floor
toss it in there like i’m taking trash
swallow my pride with a mouth full of wrath

in the morning when i’m at my wake
avoid that talks that i must have
decisions about how i set my sails
so i don’t veer away from my path
though there’s not much left on this boat
no people, nor cargo, just trash
i don’t see the point in not sinking this joint
the one option i have is to crash
the only thing i know i can do best

don’t dig in the ground
i know that i’ll fall in
the soil tossed around
guess i packed it way too thin
don’t bury me now
i’ve so much left to give
give it one more day
don’t dig my grave
don’t bury me in my grave
bury me in my grave
bury me in my grave

• Rock
• rock
• Seattle