a heart that can will itself, will.
often will is lost
between fear filled lungs
and a moldy mind
I find you in the fog
lying in memory and now
tasting ruthless truths I bury
this life is mine
but faceless figures define
who and how I share it
the clock ticks faster
my skin gets cancer
and I struggle more than ever to leave the house
your life is yours
over
and over til it's right
chapped lips crack
chapped lips bleed
moisture is our choice
find me
in the fog
beyond the veil
this boundless blur
my heart
wills so
