Holes

There’s terror in the backyard

You ask what is that noise

Feelings cannot be explained

Thinking out loud about kissing boys

Rolling through the block

That I grew up on

I walk silently as the wind hits the trees above so strong

I want to dig these holes

I want to dig these holes

Deeper than hell, sulking alone

I want to dig these holes

Was a pipe bomb in a parking lot

Food in the fridge that was bound to rot

It takes more than one to make a change

Reading gay poetry in the dark

Trying to balance fast starts

Hearing your heart will ease the pain

Wake up in the same bed

Feeling like you have been

Taken advantage of and like you cannot win

It’s a struggle to make coffee

A struggle to walk outside

Some say it’s easy to live

Been always looking for a place to hide

I want to dig these holes

I want to dig these holes

Deeper than hell, sulking alone

I want to dig these holes