absent drum beat looping my defeat

[two_feet_away]

a savage in my history
a criminal to my own body
hurt swirling inside of my only home
hunger doesn't even touch the failure
of my own voice
like leather straps holding me down strong
this illusion is dampening the charcoal corner
where i sit
alone

trying to kill my pain
with addiction
and strain
free me with the beat
swelling through your music
whatever gain
we seek promise me
that you'll return the sweet