Need to rest

Looking for a place

   Maybe a s p a c e

Something deep

Deeper than the

Blues in the seas           

    The g r e e n s

In the forest

A hole maybe where

Nightmares can

      S l e e p

  Where I can throw

My fears

A dead body full of (h)ate

     C u r r e n t l y

Looking for a place

To hang these

 Brittle bones

     Cus these clothes

Hang heavy

    Over my body

 and 

I 

  have 

       grown sore