
What Pulled You Under
I watched the morning bleed Across the valley floor The sun was slow to speak But I heard something roar Out past the broken fence Where all the warnings fade A shadow crossed my path And nothing felt the same And I swear I saw it standing there But the world refused to say its name Now every mile I drive, I feel the road go strange What pulled you under? What stole your breath? What waits in daylight Posing as death? Road runs empty, Sky burns red— But something’s living Where the living fled They found your open door Your footprints in the dust A pillow in the back A life packed up with trust Blue lights across the field Still couldn’t find your tracks Just one more whispered truth: Some things don’t give you back And every story starts the same With someone trying not to care But when the silence speaks, It pulls you by the hair What pulled you under? What dragged you down? What hides in headlights Just out of town? Road runs quiet, Wind stands still— But something’s feeding On the things we kill One blink, One breath, One step too far from the car Something crawls up from the dirt Knows exactly who you are Don’t look, Don’t turn, It knows the shape of fear If the road feels hungry tonight— You’re already near What pulled you under? What claimed your bones? What waits in silence Where the lost go home? Morning trembles, Night comes fast— And all that lives Is swallowed by the past What pulled you under? Tell me— What pulled you under?

