Introspect from Drift Demos by Everyday Phantom

Couldn’t say who knows you better, brother,
The devil, or myself?
But least of all it’s you that understands
your piece of hell.

You need perspective like a bullet,
through the bone.
Not enough to kill you,
just to bring your mind back home.

The running stopped long ago,
with the blisters and the thirst,
But the running never took you
from your thoughts, not at first.

Forgetting’s sure to do you fine,
but what else will occupy,
The gaping holes in your consciousness
where you tend to self-crucify.

The world’s empty,
you’re the last one left alive.
No one can relieve your guilt,
but at least it’s warm inside.

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