Northern Dirt

accents on odd letters appear randomly from when I tried and failed to learn your language

só overwhelmingly lonely

all my feelings for you

churning in my stomach

I want to be the butter

You spread on your toast

In the morning

disorientedddddd

world in my head

pushing out,

Unbearably sad

I dont think ive ever been taken seriously once in my life

sad coming home. beyond my family, there's nobody for me here, it's just people who forget me or wish they could. I go out and nobody looks at me. I used to know everyone here. Home used to be something of a base; if things weren't working outside, I could come here, but I feel like I took that for granted. I neglexted home; I even neglect my own family. Now whrn I come here, nobody is here to see me. If I keep going as i am, even my family will disappear. And where will I be then?

unbearable. like watching scorpions crawl all over me

I been só sad

like a dead god

sat on my throat

im nothing but bad

im nothing but bad

brain like a fuck

everything that I hate

public emergency

ambulances and

sirens, immediate

medicines, and

what do I have

I hold it in my

empty hands, bone

Blood and skin,

limp and without

losing the will to live

minor things jus sink me into the ground

I want to fall apart and rot