I have never been bitterer
I'm gargling vinegar
To get this bad taste out my mouth
Just a few things considered
It's getting closer to winter
And I'm starting to bundle up now
So clearly I'm down
With the storm that is brewing
In clouds all consuming with doubt
So ask what I'm doing
Improving my chances with sound
I am making a break
As clean as a chalkboard erased
Mistakes will follow me and try to coax me out
Insane! Inane!
My adjectives are turning into nouns
Without a common thread to tie them down
In defense of my biases
I'm filling with apathy
Implode under northeastern skies
While Orion is laughing
Exacting revenge
So I turn my gaze down
Stoking the fire
Ascending the pyre
But keeping my eyes to the ground
I'm staying awake
As well as I possibly can
The days are blurring by like an atmospheric haze
Inside my eyes
These daylight hours are putting me to sleep
But it's better than staying so angry
I'm sick of rehashing
These old tired themes
I'm sick of rewriting
Old words I don't mean
I'm sick of the concept
I'm sick of myself
This is me admitting I need to get help
I'm supposed to be happy
I'm supposed to be sound
I'm tired of anxious
I'm tired of down
I need to stop acting
I need a release
If things keep going this way
I'm going to freeze