Goodbye Tomorrow

Tragedienne

Goodbye Tomorrow


there's blood beneath your nails 
from clawing at the ceiling 
& pulling down answers to 
perfect questions. 

like blades sharpening 
you've become aware 
of what's real. 
you're not alone 
when you feel the air 
is apart here.
crashing comes the light 
into your eyes. 

here you dont fit 
& oh the worst is 
learning to lose.
a tired head is all you're left 
to take apart, faithless art 
leaving your mind abused. 

like blades softening 
you can hardly tell 
salt and heal.
you're not alone
when you feel the air.
is apart here.
crashing comes the light
into your eyes.