Heavy Things

Things are falling down on me Heavy things I could not see When I finally came around Something small would pin me down When I tried to step aside I moved to where they hoped I'd be Venessa calls me on the phone Reminding me I'm not alone I fuss and quake and cavitate I try to speak and turn to stone Telly reaches through my vest To do the thing that she does best She probes and tears my ventricles Steals my one remaining breath Things are falling down on me Heavy things I could not see When I finally came around Something small would pin me down When I tried to step aside I moved to where they hoped I'd be Stumbling as I fall from grace She needs my vision to replace Her ailing sight throughout the night Leaving two holes in my face Mary was a friend I'd say 'Till one summer day She borrowed everything I owned And then simply ran away Things are falling down on me Heavy things I could not see When I finally came around Something small would pin me down When I tried to step inside I moved to where they hoped I'd be