I'm too tired and too weak
From carrying all these worries
About things that may go wrong
Or things that never happened at all
I only have the will to take steady steps
Because my conquered failures hold me up

I'm too tired and too weak
I've lost my will to even breathe
Due to all the useless talking I do
And the inhaling of nothing I retain
I only now have the will to exhale
All the sweet moans I've swallowed whole

I'm too tired and too weak
To find the will to live the mundane
And excite flames from ashes as before
Or feed from the dull light in the dark
I only now continue this tired heartbeat
Because someone out there is feeding it life

You flood my every thought
I need something to keep me afloat
I can’t breathe and my lungs are crushed

But you’re next to me and that’s all that matters

Everyday it gets worse

Like the storm of you will never end

Lightning strikes when you look at me

Rain soars when you touch my lips

Clouds cover my eyes

Blocking everyone but you

I’m drowning in your smiles

And I’m buried in your laughter

I need air to fill my body but there is none left
I can’t see anything but you
I’m not supposed to feel this

I’m not supposed to be drowning 

I’m not supposed to give pieces of my heart to untrustworthy hands

The flood is a hurricane now
And the hope of surviving has vanished

My lungs are tired

And my mind is sinking

But now I know

*why storms are named after people