Broken Finger Thought

Hanging onto sturdy edges in my dreams refusing to use any grip so I fall for self-deception eyes open

Standing in place blaming missing enemies while choosing freezing and do lukewarm under most seasons without solid improvement wasted movements

It’s like level one shit is catching walking naps filled with automation leading face first, what have I been doing to myself outbursts

Driving over ledges on purpose refusal regarding forging purpose blaming anything for being lazy slightly nervous, appearing common sense impervious.

Music that helps keep my mind on things above. Via Spotify.
%d bloggers like this: