Breaking

Scraping the bottom of the barrel
running dry
Not sure where to go from here

The past sticks to me like melted sugar
dissolving
On the back of my tongue to suffocate

Never know what it’s like anymore
feeling happy
Being eager to wake up and not tired

The cracks are showing and the glue
won’t hold
The pieces fast together anymore

So sick there’s now a constant fever
stumbling around
Thoughts falling apart as soon as they form

There’s nothing left and no reason to try

falling down
Nothing else to push for anymore