Until i bleed out.

Life, does it hate you?
I’m chewing off my nails
Until I bleed out on a stretcher
But it’s no better

Just because there’s sheets
Just because you say
It’s not happening
Because it feels real to me
There’s nothing fake
About imagining everything

When I don’t want to care
I don’t wanna feel like the air
Is made of concrete
Permanently stuck
When I’m trying to breathe

I wanna be 17
In the back of my car sleeping
With the windows down
Feeling space where I am right now
There’s no space in the air right now

When I don’t want to care
I don’t wanna feel like the air
Is made of concrete
Permanently
And I hate that
I can’t trace back to when
I became this
Inanimate object
That refuses to say no

But someday I’ll move
I’ll climb to your room
Up the power lines
Bend blood inside you
I’ll be the glow you need
I’ll hang by the moon
Shining borrowed light on you