Changeling

Sometimes I feel like a changeling
There's a spirit in my skin
That comes from the insides of another
That I've never lived in, never lived in

My tongue is dipped in shadow
Wherever I spit darkness comes
I am the opposite of a maker
I am, I am the undone

But sometimes I feel like my mother
Or the mother who came before
Sobs are racking my spine that aren't mine
That aren't yours

I despise crying or sweating
It feels too much like blood
I am crawling down a ladder
I don't recall crawling to the top of

But I used to know a few things
How to do things, how to cry
But now my mind mixes up living and dying
Living and dying, living and

I am bleeding out a family
Who only knows how to lie down
When I see with disgust that our pulses match up
I am met with the shrieking sound of

One foot in one foot out
Skin to skin, climbing down
We're still in, hear me out
One foot in one foot

We will work until this body drops
Til the soul inside shuts up
We have come here to take care of
What we need to take care of

And you, you, you, you are human
You are sleeping, you are blood
We are the air inside your marrow
Shouting to wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up