That Buried Video (MV)

Light has held me back again
Shatter my jaw apart to say what needs to be said

I can't speak past the tongue in my throat
All i feel is shredded, unkempt, and uncoat
I toil and stew and carry the seeds of rage once repressed
I sow and plough with no drops for harvest but, indeed, i digress
Taste the salt of a dead sea that lives beneath the ground in my mouth with me
Come to rest with me

Afraid to say anything
The words below are begging

My voice once reputable, esteemed
Now enraptured, unmovingly serene
I can't speak

The words that buried my throat
The soil that dusts my larynx
It's all the same
It hurts just the same
We all hurt the same

My fingernails ground down to nubs
And here i lay, clawing still
My arms scoop into my awaiting throat
I can't feel beyond the silt

I cannot cope
No
I cannot cope
So i begin to throw
It all hurts just the same