Broken & Untenable

Got any plans to stop breaking down?

It's getting fucking old dragging your coffin around

Their cures don't take and never will

Sugar pills don't ever fill

that sinkhole in you growing still

Drain to Nowhere sucking out your days

Settle in to brokenness

cause there's no fix for this (but one)

 

Meltdown Man, must you kill every day the same way?

Turn every home into a tomb & sink into lethargy

trying to glue the pieces into one story worth belief

and grow old staring into that hole

Curator of Dead Weight in a cluttered tomb

Defect of a hope chest for a peace that never showed.