"The Letter"
(written by Kristin Hersh)
September 29th, 1984
Dear so-and-so
Gather me up, because I'm lost
Or I'm back where I started from
I'm crawling on the floor, rolling on the ground
I might cry
I won't go home
So
here's the story:
I am
turning up in circles
And
I'm spinning on my knuckles
Don't
forget that there are circles left undone
Very close to me
Forgive
me
Comfort me
I'm crawling on the floor, rolling on
the ground
There's a
blanket wrapped around my head
I'm moving in a line that's shaped like this
I'm, I'm holding in my breath
I have a room
Can you tell if I am lying?
Don't forget that I'm living inside
The space where walls and floor meet
A box inside my chest
An animal stuffed with my frustration
Can you hear me?
Don't forget that I'm alone when you're away
You make me act like other people do
Forgive me
Comfort me
You
comfort me
You make me
die
I'm gonna cry
I won't go home
Don't kill the god of sadness,
Just don't let her get you down
See, the man inside the book I read
Can't handle his own head
So what the hell am I supposed to do?
I'd like to know how he died
My hands are shaking
Don't you love me anymore?
I only need a person
Keep my shoulders, stand around
Lie down
Move your hand above the floor
Gather me up, because I'm lost
Or I'm back where I started from
Crawling on the floor, rolling on the ground
I'm gonna cry
You look for me
Love Kristin
P.S. Keep them coming
