Broken,
everything is broken,
upside down,
tainted,
aching,
and none of it is in my control.
Because each breathe I take burns, can't you see my hurt?
I'm afraid to speak a single word at the chance it could turn to a curse.
At the chance that in a split second it could not be the truth anymore.
Except none of it was honest now, was it?
Because everything always takes a turn and I can't help but continue to lurk.
Your lies pollute my world, making me sick as I breathe them in, killing my worth.
How could it have gotten even worse?
I just can't help but spin in my thoughts, my head fucking hurts.
You weren't ever here, not even real, but nothing ever is.
I shouldn't have allowed you under my skin, I shouldn't have let you in, I should've kept you at the surface, how could I have fucked up like this?
