Mayday notes

When feeling like digging deep into ground head down
Stop all music
In a quiet room, lay a different way
Body distortion, body contortion
Breathe, from tummy
Earth yourself



The only way to exist

She can only be so open with someone who loves her so
So when he feeds her this love, she loves in return
Giving back each ounce of it, giving more than what she can give
To keep him alive and breathing;
knowing that she is his sole purpose
his newfound religion, his reason, his addiction
And to touch her, taste her is not a mere wish
It’s a dire need
And the only way to exist