content

there was once a time i was so close to content as close as it gets to knowing what it meant when speaking could never make you misunderstood and weathering the storm would somehow feel good suddenly in freefall before your mind could tell you welcome to your new loop! hope you've nowhere to get to! cause it's slow and sinks in every inch of your flesh and each thought is a mine that makes it all fresh do your best! and maybe you won't be so hurt throw your heart farther and shiver while we do our worst. the farther i was, the less light reached my soul i wonder if this is what they mean by the hole how long do i stare at the darkness in it's place? how long do i endure if it wears love for a face?