Soul

Soul

Long dead relationships
The scent of decay perfumes my life
I ignore the groans and moans
Of the ones unable to let go

Can't make it out of my hole
As it gets deeper
With each memory
Burying my broken self

So lost and turned around
Digging deeper in the dirt
deeper into my grave
Soil inhaled into my lungs

Don't know how much more
Scarred my hands can be
Until they give up
Leaving me no way out

Stuck in the muddler mess
That I call a soul
Falling apart as I watch
Everyone slips away.