Artifact
Artifact
ashes to dust
soul to flesh
dream to life
always facing the rain
you took my artifact with you
and all the screams died
somewhere in the corners of self hatred
they crawled up behind the dresser
and found their voices
muffled in the chorus
of silent nighttime air
how surprised they must have been
those demons you have conjured
to rescue you from sanity
and normal plans required
(funny how my body isn't as safe
as a stone
or metal)
ashes to dust
soul to flesh
dream to life
another day dying to be born
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