I taste the salt in my mouth
It tastes like not good enough.
I guzzle down water, cold in my chest.
I'm breathing air that's not meant for me
And they're angry about it.
Their pitchforks look like just die already.
Swimming in the ocean of my madness
Nothing there to buoy me
And the seagulls sound like what's the point
If there is a light, I can't see it.
The darkness envelops me.
This is where you belong.
They pushed me aside
Better to pretend I don't exist
And the alone smells like give it up
But in the stillness there's a voice
If I'm quiet I can hear it
It feels like keep fighting
So I do.
Jan 23, 2021
Jan 23, 2021 at 2:10 AM UTC
I taste the salt in my mouth
It tastes like not good enough.
I guzzle down water, cold in my chest.
I'm breathing air that's not meant for me
And they're angry about it.
Their pitchforks look like just die already.
Swimming in the ocean of my madness
Nothing there to buoy me
And the seagulls sound like what's the point
If there is a light, I can't see it.
The darkness envelops me.
This is where you belong.
They pushed me aside
Better to pretend I don't exist
And the alone smells like give it up
But in the stillness there's a voice
If I'm quiet I can hear it
It feels like keep fighting
So I do.
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