I’m Tired

My heart breaks each and every day
A kinder trauma comes my way
Follow my feed obsessively
Cracking my joints like it's saving me
Spun me into a fever
And left me cold

This is all that I can do
My fingertips turn blue

I'm here, I'm growing anemic
and I'm picking battles with all of my demons
Devils in my head tell me to be quiet
Spirits in my bed tell me to fight it

I can't pick a side to be on
but your sleeve is something to cling on
and when you leave it feels so Wrong

This town doesn't take kindly to strangers
And I can't help but think I don't belong here
Stress fracture decline
I've lost my mind a thousand times
Painkiller bitterness, are you the one to fix this mess?

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