Miasma letra

I held my breath in from the miasma
Leaning on a dried-out shovel
Sweat slalomed down my gaunt face
Gleaming in the summer Sun

I looked at the cyclists passing by
The birds flying overhead, the horses grazing
I envied their luxury
Stranded on an island of dirt

I grieved my labor
And conceded to the incessant noise
Of flies and insects swarming my body

To Be Gentle - Letras

• 7/14/19
• A Thousand Words
• All The Things I Was Too Scared To Say
• But a Sound
• Du Sang
• Flesh and Blood, Bone and Dream
• I Am Unafraid
• If You Are Reading This
• Impulses
• Insurmountable
• Miasma
• One Day We Will No Longer Hurt
• Radiator Tubes
• Road to Himeji
• Tender Green
• That Which Is Safe
• The Hand That Rests On My Shoulder
• The Thought of Losing You Terrifies Me
• To Be Gentle
• Understanding Healing
• We Build Our Castles In the Air
• Wounded