(set to "the ginning" by savroz)

my mind has walked away
to it's favourite forest
because trees it can trust

it knows
that it's walked through the barrier
and once you're on the otherside
there is no going back to sanity

it is another place in the universe
but exactly here and now and us and this world
it's a place where nothing matters
it feels like a perfectly warmed sauna
in a dim, wood-paneled room

the walls sweat with you
they've got the same shit going on
but you smell differently to them
you lack scent to them
you are drained even emptier than they are

woops, your mop bucket got a hole in it
*shrug*
just fuckin mop
there isn't anything to mop though lol
it's right fucking there dumbass

who even would fuckin hire you
you can't even talk properly
let alone understand what the fuck people are saying
lol go wash dishes, you surely can't fuck that up
you might even get promoted to prep cook
if you weren't such a fuck up

his mind didn't know what happened
it didn't know what was real
and what wasn't
it is just getting from one stepping stone onto another
without slipping off
and hitting its knee on the rock too many times