Powerful beyond all measure.
I remember when I used to be fearless.
Rip my guts out for anyone who would listen.
Now I’m peeking round corners
Jumping at shadows
Holding on for dear life.
But I never have nightmares anymore.
There’s spiders in the keys
Snakes biting at our ankles
Feel it rush and then sink
A miscarriage of sleep and mischief
Dancing through blood behind the curtains
We’re touching all the things we’re not supposed to think about.