All your mental armor drags me down

Nothing hurts when you can't breathe.
Nothing matters when you're around.
Nothing feels more surreal.
Nothing feels painful when I can see you.
I could use one myself.

Missing women and children.
We will never find our way out of this town.
but you gave me this, made me this.

You've broken me.
And in the words of Gavin, "all your mental armor drags me down."
mouth
mouth
mouth.
your mouth. mouth mouth.


It's nothing but a moth. A white flying thing.
It wails like a lost soul. A lost soul..