Black Honey in the Holler

This one isn’t about something chasing you… it’s about something already inside you finding its voice. “Black Honey in the Holler” lives in that space where comfort and danger blur together , where what calls to you feels sweet, but you know it’s going to change you. Not destroy you… change you. There’s a moment when you stop asking “what is this?” and start realizing… it’s part of you. The voice in the song, the pull, the hunger , it’s not something outside. It’s something rising up, something old, something true, something you can’t push back down anymore. And when you finally stop fighting it… you don’t disappear. You become. 💜🖤Vyre🖤💜 =================================== Creek runs black Through a jawbone valley Rust-red moon Like an unblinking eye You said “wait ‘Til the holler starts humming” Then the ground breathed And the hills replied Black honey in the holler Dripping from your name You called me here for comfort You crowned me here in flame Your shadow wears my body Your whisper wears my skin Black honey in the holler You pour yourself back in (back in) White dress snagged On a barbed-wire prayer Gravestones lean Like they’re straining to hear Cold hand warm On the back of my neck You hum that tune And the night draws near Black honey in the holler Dripping from your name You called me here for comfort You crowned me here in flame Your shadow wears my body Your whisper wears my skin Black honey in the holler You pour yourself back in (back in) Who’s in my mouth When I start singing? (ahh) Whose old hunger Keeps these roots clinging? Take my breath Trade it for your sorrow Take this throat If you promise me tomorrow Black honey in the holler Dripping from your name You called me here for comfort You crowned me here in flame Your shadow wears my body Your whisper wears my skin Black honey in the holler You pour yourself back in Say my name In the throat of the thunder I will rise I will drag you under (under)