this heart still beats alive
but my lungs have given up
suffocated repeated phrases
the predictability, well it lingers on
when i recompose
everyone will be gone
dried my eyes
the mascara bleeds off
dried my eyes
and i’m left bloodshot
dried my eyes
collapsed bedridden
dried my eyes
and i still don’t feel any better
let’s build our sentences
one by one
to overcome what has been done
everything i feel right now
makes it all worth living for