No Reason At All
There is no way to breathe
When your veins are filled with slush
And your head is raw
And your heart is breaking for no fucking reason at all
You cannot close your eyes
Your thoughts are pissing you off
And the last of the water is out of reach
All we do is sit with some machine on our laps
Or some machine across the room
Or some other machine inciting the instrument of our death across the globe
It makes us sick and all we want is to be happy
All we want is that
But instead we just try to sleep
I get all tangled up in this
And I reach for razors and cutting words
To hack my way out
But still
I can't breathe
Because my veins are filled with slush
And my head is raw
And my heart is breaking for no fucking reason at all.
2011