Evansville - Withered Bones

It’s a good thing that we’re off today

My brain was going into a dark place

Spiral downwards

My body was an empty vessel, sinking, thinking

How did I become so disconnected?

(So disconnected)

Cursed with an artists mind and wandering feet

Transient heart with a beautiful family

Jump through fire, or spit out teeth

I’m not living in a childish fantasy

When I desired death over life;

This is the only thing that kept me alive

I’ve never known a greater love than this;

Just a stranger with a smile

Sometimes isolation gets the best of me

Hoping solitude will bring serenity

Only 21 more days without reality

I’ve lost touch with a routine insanity

The open road persuaded us to relinquish security

Sleeping on stranger’s floors restored my faith humanity

We chose this family, and this family, it chose me