Indy, baby.

I’ve made a home in hollow spaces

A truce within my own embraces

To rot is just to rest of a while

To wear my sorrows with a smile

For shadows now, they don’t deceive

They hold me close they let me breathe

No monsters here, no teeth, no claws

Just quiet breaths and softened flaws

I’ve made a home in hollow spaces

A truce within my own embraces

To rot is just to rest a while

To wear my sorrows with a smile

The floorboards hum beneath my knees

They whisper prayers for dead beliefs

The saints are gone, the walls still ache

I dream of loss I can’t unmake

And I keep building rooms I’ll never leave

Haunted by the quiet I still need

There’s peace in being half-alive

There’s love in things that don’t survive

The clock bleeds out a steady hum

The static sings where I came from

Each breath a ghost I used to know

Each heartbeat swears it’s time to go

The mirror shakes, it hums my name

I answer soft, it does the same

No monsters here, no teeth, no claws

Just quiet breaths and softened flaws

And I keep building rooms I’ll never leave

Haunted by the quiet I still need

There’s peace in being half-alive

There’s love in things that don’t survive

I used to scream for heaven’s door

Now I just sleep against the floor

And when the dark begins to speak

I swear it almost sounds like me

The light leaks in, a patient knife

Carving out the shape of life

And I don’t flinch, I let it through

It hurts, but less than needing you

So I keep building rooms I’ll never leave

Haunted by the quiet I still need

If death’s a song, then hum along

And let the silence sing me wrong

For shadows now, they don’t deceive

They hold me close, they let me breathe

The hollow hums, the body stays

And I am gone in quiet ways