Two days ago I found this house and
It’s my house now yes I know they
Don’t always come at night-time but they
Always come when you’re asleep so I just don’t sleep at all I can’t say
I know how it started I said I
Don’t know how it fucking started and its never going to stop because there’s
No-one alive without that and the
Last person I saw was three days ago it was
Like a fireworks show when they set fire to his barn so I
Can’t stop running because they’ll hear me breathing and I’ve
Got asthma and I wheeze when I’m scared jesus I’m
Always fucking scared and frantic nowadays yet I can feel my bloodshot eyes they
Sting so much and my ears haven’t stopped buzzing since
I saw them with that child it was
The most evil I could ever see oh my god listen
They’re still screaming I’ve got to hide somewhere better than this but
I don’t know if I can keep running from them because my feet are dead and
Blistered I told you they didn’t listen and I told you that
They never listen
Didn’t I?!
I broke into this house with my
Fist straight through the glass pane I wrapped it in my outdoors
Coat it’s so odd they
Can’t figure out windows for some reason so I’ve
Been crawling on my belly and swallowing whatever I can find I’m
Thirsty and I want to feel the rain on my
Hands and my tongue
Without the hair on my neck pricked up because I
Remember what it was like to be still without being anxious and feeling
Nauseous and guilty when I cry it’s
That broken streetlight outside that reminds me of them it’s
Blinking and has been for an hour no
I’ve been clearing my thoughts because they say a
One-tracked mind is what’s needed in desperate times but I can’t stop thinking about
What I saw on Tuesday morning.