Dirge

You're obsessed with dying young in a past life I can't convince you otherwise You used to dream of all the ways that you have died And I'm the reincarnate killer Who took you before your time Leave trace behind Leave no trace behind When the family tree Starts growing Some phantom limbs I knew it to be true Now this kindred kindling Smoke won't stop following you You're talking in your sleep, the only time I hear you speak Locked and sealed inside your ribcage Lays a stomach you won't feed And you can hardly hear the ocean in the shell you've grown to be Just vacancy Just vacancy Needed a change of scenery (You miss a place you've never been) But I suffocate up mountains And I sink in every sea (So let me be) Vicariously living life through me (When all I want is to feel clean) You ended up with trustfall wounds And pins and needles feet Bet I can hold my breath longer than you can underwater And I'll cling to your collarbones Happily And you sound just like your father But your voice carries farther You won't grow to be taller Half asleep Grab all the guilt you can garner and give it to me You bite the hand that pulls on your collar And chew on your teeth Had a good head on your shoulders At least until you got older You know, a steady and slow burn Still ends in smoke What started out as a smoulder Has surfaced; boiling over When the eyes of the beholder Are sewn to be closed I'm breaking bones And you're signing my cast "That's exactly how you'll wind up dead" I am blessed to be home I'm possessed by my past Put a roof over my rotten head You know exactly where I'll go when I'm gone Know that it's been in the works for so long Born and raised tending to our trauma bond Because you know that it's all we've got