Erosion

I dream of falling asleep

Forgetting places I've been

And I walk through faces, unseen

These bones are haunted, the sky bleeds

Take my hand

This is my slow erosion, worn down

By this tear salt ocean, this ghost town

And your waves will shape me, carved through

Your last words will break me into

All I am

This is my slow erosion

Worn down

By this tear salt ocean

This ghost town