My medicine comes at £4.69
And is highly recommended
From the men on the streets

i have this great space inside my chest
and i fill it with whatever i can find
but eventually it all falls away
and that empty space leaves a weight
i can claw and scratch and punch that space
but the weight never leaves

you were the best thing
that i ever filled that space with
but you too are falling away
and i can feel that weight returning
and it's crushing me like it's never done before.

i feel sick to my stomach
at the thought
that i have put my mental stability
into the hands of someone else.

i feel sick to my stomach
at the thought
that i have put so much trust
into the hands of someone else.

i feel sick to my stomach
at the thought
that i can't go 14 hours without you

but i feel butterflies
at the thought
that i don't want to.

there is a war inside my head,
in the very darkest parts,
but instead of gunfire,
the soldiers shoot doubts,
that ricochet behind my eyes,
and i'm beginning to worry,
i'll never be able to drown them out.

the unwritten words used to flow through my mind,
they would splash and twist and wind and roll,
carving great canyons behind my eyes,
but now the unwritten river runs dry,
and i fear this drought will never end.

when life gives you lemons, bring out the tequila shots.

my hand aches
my heart aches
my head aches
my body aches

but you take it all away

with kind words
and kind arms
and kind kisses
and kind eyes

and i'll be forever grateful.