Chrysalis

Those quaking demon didn't seem much threat at all. As the situation surrounded us. With too much time to discover ourselves, we found out more than we wanted to know. Broken stopwatches in every embrace.

I didn't have an hour. Didn't even have a minute. To gather my clouds. Show you how well I can rain. For the amber in the fossil. For the satisfied in your routine.

I keep wanting to be caught. Still always trying to escape. The sober of the headboard reminds me of where I am. Imagining they could move me.

Cut into this cocoon and find the caterpillar changed.