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Here I am,
Eighteen years old,
Sold my soul,
So I could feel loved.

"But I don't feel loved."

If I could jump off this roof,
I could handle,
Jump off these bridges,
I feel the mantle could uncurl,
A whirlwind to unfurl.

X in the dosage,
The meds I can handle.
Ropes in the bed,
He says it's a plan,
And he wants more.
Get a turn to score.

Woke in the bed,
From a friend not too far.
Familiar faces are a scar,
And blurred and blind.

"Why can't he be kind?"

Veered on the highway,
No new,
No direction,
Sneered at the man with the plan,
Said it'd be fine.

"Why'd he have to lie?"

Now I'm alone,
And cold in the room.
The rearview mirror's here,
But isn't clear to me.

Speak in a home,
It just feels like a wall.
No catharsis at all,
It's just a stall.

Dear God,
Keep me alive.

Toe to toe with him.


from Into The Storm., released June 7, 2017



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Jacob Hutto Spring, Texas

A New Orleans-born, Spring-based experimental musician, with singer-songwriter tendencies.

Owner of Trite Ice Records.

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