appalachian anxieties

dear seventh wonder... i live down under in these blankets that we suffocate in. just soil and lumber, hidden from rain and thunder in this closet that traps me again and again. how many more times should i pretend? andagainandagain.

FEELING LIKE... a neverending dead end that i should CRAWL OUT BUT... you kiss me here and you give me space, i know my place, you dig me my grave. trapped, secluded, too much to bear. cause secrecy's a solemn swear.

my courage mustered... but you never even bothered to give me the time of day. oaths never uttered, our rope just stuck in an endless fray. and again, and again. how many more times should i pretend? andagainandagain.

insert solo

repeat chor... you kiss me here