Nutshell

I'd only be able to hurt them one more time if I killed myself.
















And yet I find
And yet I find
Reapeating in my head
'If I can be my own
I'd feel better dead'

Stuck in my head

ᒛᐎᙜᓰᘓ

























no one
is coming to save you

















no one
is going to save you

I don't have to leave the door open anymore
I don't have to leave the heater on
I don't have to check under the dresser

I don't have check to see if he's eaten
I don't have to check for throw up
I don't have to check to see where he is

Or wonder when it will happen

Drifter was sick for longer than I knew
But he's not hurting anymore
He's not hungry
He's not sick

I still miss him