The Backs Of My Eyes Hum With Things I've Never Done

Discussion in 'Swords Across the Styx' started by Zin, Sep 5, 2016.

  1. Zin

    Zin Professional Lurker



    Sleep don't visit, so I choke on sun, and the days blur into one
    And the backs of my eyes hum with things I've never done

    Sheets are swaying from an old clothesline
    Like a row of captured ghosts over old dead grass
    Was never much, but we've made the most
    Welcome home

    Ships are launching from my chest
    Some have names but most do not
    If you find one, please let me know what piece I've lost

    Peel the scars from off my back
    I don't need them anymore
    You can throw them out or keep them in your mason jars
    I've come home

    All my nightmares escape my head
    Bar the door, please don't let them in
    You were never supposed to leave
    Now my head's splitting at the seams
    And I don't know if I can

    Here, beneath my lungs
    I feel your thumbs
    Press into my skin again


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