somebody rip these organs right out
of this tired skin that holds them
in
im tired of words wrapping around my veins
and bleeding me dry
as i lie awake
night after night
champagne glass after sleeper
after sedative, after tranquilliser
the thoughts never stop I'm miserably
displaced
im tired honestly.
im 21 and I'm already exhausted; i feel
like I've already seen a million
demons and
faced my own hauntings
I've got no lifeblood, Im sick I'm
empty
im
I'm such a god damn
mess