Don’t make me go back to the deep dark south
The ghosts that are there I can live without
My blood was spilled on that deep dark earth
My soul was killed where I was given birth
The land is claustrophobic
and the minds are too
The intellect anemic
A place I outgrew
The echos can still be heard
In the babbling of the absurd
It was so suffocating
I forgot how to breathe
So Manipulating
I forgot I was free