Ella Runciter

Pull me from my dream

Or someone's dream, it's never clear

And tell me why you've come this time- the reason that you're here


Somewhere you must know 

All these standby modes you've put me on are killing me inside

And yet maintained me further than I naturally would have died


Gifts from the past

Moments that will haunt your days for a decade yet to come

Reversions to a previous state where things felt much less numb


The ghosts chew at my soul

A God inside Calamity- I come to rid the world of pain

Until either you or heaven calls me to be with them again