Littlecigs - Out Of Body

Lovesick and loveless

Empty hearts and empty stomachs

Quiet nights and weekend dates

With mannequins and seedless grapes

And skin too tight, too loose, too close

Skin on skin on skin on bones

Within these walls I cry alone

There's no one real inside this home

I hope one day I can publish my poetry. I just wish the art industry weren't so reliant on social media. I don't want to have to be an influencer in order to get my work out there. I just want to create, and share those creations

And when you're tired, think of me

And when the world is all dark and bad dreams, think of me

And when you can't talk, can't walk, think of me

And when the air gets thick and your lungs get twisted, think of me

And when you're lonely, think of me

I'll be there

In the end I will destroy myself, because what other option do I have?