Strange Horticulture

For a while

I've been stagnate

I am not mother things

Not anymore

Look at my strange horticulture!

They're all just dying

They are all just dying

For a while it's been boring without you

I could stand a few nights alone

Perpetuating isolation

Rotten at the spine

I sit here looking at the screen

I see what I'm supposed to be but there's nothing there

Have I miscalculated?

I've been drawn to other things

They aren't helpful

They're just distracting

As if they're going down

As if we're going down

I will get pulled out

I will get pulled out