I make my mind run infinite laps
before stepping one foot inside
the more tired it gets
the easier it is to live
thoughts don't get fed
and my eyes dry out
so no tear can come visit
staying alive has become the goal
because emotion has failed me
passions have deserted me cold and naked
against my trembling bones
holding on for dear life
****** hands gripping thin veins
legs dangling in the smog
in my heaving lungs
moments of anguish cage me
binding my feathers around my neck
until I breathe nothing but bricks
may sleep; my temporary escape
bring me solace in my chaos
and morning be gentle on me
as my dark feelings awaken
at the same time I do
Jul 14, 2018
Jul 14, 2018 at 12:02 AM UTC
I make my mind run infinite laps
before stepping one foot inside
the more tired it gets
the easier it is to live
thoughts don't get fed
and my eyes dry out
so no tear can come visit
staying alive has become the goal
because emotion has failed me
passions have deserted me cold and naked
against my trembling bones
holding on for dear life
****** hands gripping thin veins
legs dangling in the smog
in my heaving lungs
moments of anguish cage me
binding my feathers around my neck
until I breathe nothing but bricks
may sleep; my temporary escape
bring me solace in my chaos
and morning be gentle on me
as my dark feelings awaken
at the same time I do
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