There are times when the burning in my eyes
Outlasts this breath that I can't catch
(Callous)
And I am left unequipped to pass the time
As I count all the things that are not mine
(Stolen)
To-a-T I'm a sick-day absentee
Letting life pass before me
(Broken)
I spoke in slurs to every reassuring face
Swearing at the thought that we're all
Victims to our time and place
Hide my eyes- I let the cries just dissipate
I wish that I could feel it all; I can't afford to relate
The younger me, he wants back his dignity
A gem I pawned to chances gone
Turned my cheek and said
"So long..."
When will this tired age ever fucking end for me?
When will the hurt I hold grant me the light to see?
This sordid, littered room will serve as my sanctuary
Kick the chair, but shed not a tear
Address me to the mortuary
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