Sleep faded away in swirling black
A knock to her flesh awakes her from sleep
Day in her mind won't seal her lids
As she walks away to something of less comfort
The soft knocking to her skin tells her to leave
But the pounding in her veins tells her to stay
as good as fallowing seems to be
Colors rip at the dark to ditch she runs
Something breaths to her
So.mething in the night
Howling in the light ripping through
'I want to show u something '
The whispers push and trickle through her bloodstream
'Fallow'
They say as she walks through her mind
Dreams cut through her skin
Visions slice up her muscles
'Run little girl'
Tripping on the dust from the past
Swimming through skies of secrets
Speak to me through your lips
Well you have nothing left to spout
Count your fingers one by one
Bleed them from the words you speak
Each step through lava
Each step through dust and tears
Each step from who speaks to me
©nanadrift
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