Step, step

Crush my head

Step, step

Break my heart

Step, step


The ache begins slow

Building fiery and hot

In my stomach and in my chest

Step, step

Keep quiet

Step, step

All alone

Surrounded by others

Step, step

Anger, hatred

I’m a fool, am I not?

It’s all me

I’m to blame

Stomp, stomp

Break my skull

I could stop this

But I don’t

Stomp, stomp

Me into the dirt

Into my eyes

Filling my mouth

Where I remain

With a shovel and broken hands


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