Sand Chronicles.

Heal the scars from off my back

I don't need them anymore

You can throw them out or keep them in your mason jars

I've come home

All my nightmares escaped my head

Bar the door, please don't let them in

You were never supposed to leave

Now my head's splitting at the seams

And I don't know if I can

Here, beneath my lungs, I feel your thumbs press into my skin again