What does it take
For a fixed heart to break
Do the strings that you've bound it in stretch?
What does it do
When I'm not looking at you
And the words I speak are for the rest?
What will you say
When I give mine away
To someone who isn't like you?
What does it take
For a locked heart to break
When you wanted us to be just two?
When will you learn
That the world can burn
And rip away all of your walls?
But the fire is warm
And I was waiting for
You to try giving your all.
What does it take
For my own heart to break
When you shutter your eyes and look down?
What does it take
For a dead heart to fake
A beating and make me a clown
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Day 4 of Quitting
If this is how sobriety feels, maybe it’s better to go through life a little buzzed… this, along with other hits like, I want to kill myself, I wish I was dead, and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge have been the only thoughts on rotation these past few days. I promise myself that if, in a month, I still feel like this (‘this’ meaning despondent, full of rage, and simultaneously numb) I can go back to smoking. Until mid-February though? Nicotine is off the table.
By sleepy drafts6 days ago in Longevity
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