Thought I was licked
Thought I was done and dusted
Broken into a thousand shards
On the five hour drive I went backwards in time
Let it slip my mind in fits and starts
And I did not sleep a wink
Not once
Not ever again
Everything in your body is broken
But you can't feel it
Something deep inside
Helps you conceal it
No help
No hope
Just the tightening of the rope
Can I have some space to breathe for a minute?
There's not a moment when I don't sift through things
To find a time where I was balanced and still
Not bent, not sideways
Standing tall and enacting my will
Fuck looking back now
Fuck anything that isn't our own
Everything in your body is broken
But you can't feel it
Something deep inside
Helps you conceal it
No help
No hope
Just the tightening of the rope
Can I have some space to breathe for a minute?
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