My head is numb
And my chest is on fire,
Well I just can't help
Feeling like I'm dying;
Just like the leaves are
Rusting and drying
Falling off their branches
Laying all together on the ground
Onto a beautiful carpet of sad colours.
Waiting for a step so they can make a sound:
The noise of their bodies being crushed.
Darkness begins to set over September
And moody flowers are in bloom.
Nights are colder and we remember
That spooky season is almost upon us as
Skeletons are trembling in the closets
And ghosts are emerging from their graves.
So sage your home and charge your crystals
Under the light of a full moon.
Place some salt in the corners of your room,
Burn some incense and cleanse your decks,
Light some candles for your spells
To rid yourself of uninvited guests.
Today I'm feeling lonely.
'Least I got anxiety to hold me.
It's always been there for me,
I call it instinct but it's mostly fear
Of a future that will never happen.
The monsters in my head
Have always been scarier
Than the ones under my bed.
Then there's depression,
Sitting on my shoulders
Like a heavy mantle
Of doom and gloom,
Ruining my posture.
Or like an itchy woven blanket
Laying on my naked body
On a sweaty summer day.
