#andafterimgone

I'm stumbling on borrowed time

and doing absolutely nothing with it

but wasting it like wine at a dead god's altar

dripping slow into the dirt

everybody's running laps at me

and I can't even take a step forward

struggling for every breath I take

I just wanna

exhale

but

I don't think I can stand

on my own two legs anymore

so

I'll write out what I always wanted

because I can't speak

and I'll disappear

I was born broken

that's my birthright

blood runs thin in me on negative

there's no hope in me for positive

I am indeed damn right faithless

nothing but a quiet fracture

Heaven's oversight

and I know I'm silent

because my mind is loud

and I know

I am a bad luck charm

so is my whole life

and there is no more