The Digitalis Collective

That never has the guts to open?

Why do i keep looking up at this ever expanding frame?

i’m too small for the handle and i can’t make space, can’t feel you on the other side

I’m lost in it, this ever expanding dooor

A song for the verseless

What’s it for?

You can see me on the other side just look down the barrel of any gun,

Don’t run when you see the little girl

Huddled in the frame

If it’s all the same, I’ll knock when

I feel like im ready, when I feel open

I’ll be unbroken, shiny and new

You can’t tell me what to do

When i finally get inside

I can’t hide from the shit you do

Think about this; our skin is our biggest organ in our body.

You are seriously upset with the color of someone’s organs. Sounds silly doesn’t it?

On ways to break a human soul

You built your bridge upon our backs

And made us pay the toll

Smile if your weak, smile if your strong

Smile if you’ve been shovelling the shit for way too goddamn long

Feel what they tell you to feel

And don’t forget to toe the line

Because how you speak online is how you get defined

A string for the workweek, a string for sickness

If your lucky they will puppeteer you

What will it take for humanity to finally see

Whats hidden should remain so

Wrapped in peace

They keep him within the custody of the sister seas

The earth is a prison to all who remain

Which is why you suffer so

And your energy quietly drains

But for one who was battled long ago and contained

Dream of freedom while we are quietly slain

A dream of seclusion for all who remain

There is a reason why some secrets are better kept

More reasons than letters of our alphabet

While our climate changes you place a bet

And iron skin

She breathed in poison

For want of sin

She twisted the knife as a proxy

Who could’ve known miss

Maren doxy

Could be the savage creature she is

For want of sin

And what is sown

A simple saga

With twisted foes

Has become more pity than tale

Away she could have ;

by dead of night

Upon the warning for what is right

But Maren was knee deep

In love

Villians are never that to start

Most of them have truly gracious hearts;

They get lost along the way,

Ms Doxy was easy to the din

The kind of noise that wrinkles your skin

In one and out went the truth

The characters talk

And listen you should

For each side needs to be understood

The evil comes

When you don’t

When you live and breathe

For only one side

The poison broke through

Marens iron hide

As she braced herself for the tears