Dig Your Own Grave

You fell down a hole you dug up

told me how you were in desperate need of saving from the torment of those thorns

and how they are tearing you from the inside out.

You found everything you set on avoiding

told me about the pain of yesterday's mistakes

and how you never want to see that grave again.

Today you brought upon your own misery

and wanted company to join in on your version of fun.

You kept digging that grave you promised to never touch again

and yet

here we are.

You laying in that grave

and me standing above watching it all unfold the way I knew it would.