Unraveling from Human Error by Louis T. Delia

Here lying in the basement, unaware
Not feeling it, day’s not there
Tomorrow will be better if it doesn’t get wet
I said,
Tomorrow will be better if I don’t regret

The little things from galaxies ago
Should have hit him back when he threw me in the snow
The past is not past, it doesn’t let go

This house is always vacant, went to hell
No universe, can’t you tell?
Spent twenty-odd years between air and stale glass
Oh shit
Spent twenty-odd years and already passed

The little things from galaxies ago
Should have hit him back when he threw me in the snow
The past is not past, it doesn’t let go
The past is not past, it won’t let me grow

Shaky sidewalks wind my memory lane
Screaming silently alone in the back of my brain
Who’s doing this?
Who’s knocking down the door?
Who’s leaving these years all splintered on the floor?

A crooked darling
Less pleasure than pain
And it seems my dream’s unraveling
Sometimes it feels like I’m losing my goddamn mind
These breadcrumbs and fragments are yours to find

Here lying in the basement
This house is always vacant

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