BrainRot

You know in times like these I feel like I could melt right into the pores of the earth Vast and loved In a split second the moment slips right from my fingertips And throughout my being the brainrot find a home I know it's gruesome but the torture only lasts a couple seconds Not to be dramatic or anything Your sacrifice will all make it worthwhile We promise Now in a moment the fruits of your labour will be perceivable Along with the moss that covers you head to toe Disguising the grey form its taken In your absence, in your yearning In the time that's passed, a couple decades or so The same old need, it persists To be vast and loved again