In Through the Cracks
In Through the Cracks
by Jaqi Hinkle
Slip in through the cracks
I stop in my tracks
Dark thoughts at a max
Breath in breath out
My sin’s in the doubt
All the din finds a route
Straight to my brain
I hate that tight strain
A trait I can’t feign
Can’t hold on to that person
The cold will just worsen
I’m told it’s a curtain
That keeps back the fear
Which creeps towards me here
And seeps up the tears
The locals are demons
They’re vocal I see them
Focal point of my freedom
Sell it like it never mattered
Tell it that my heart isn’t shattered
Hell, all this just makes me flattered
