Broken from Short Stories by Not The Author

Crawl back to sleep (Dream of wondering)
I wonder, what’s left to be (Of the fractured heart that beats inside of me)
Cause I don’t want to fake it all
And I don’t want to take it all

Close off your mind (Chasing memories… remember)
Remember, just shut your eyes (A repetition of my lies)
Cause I don’t want to hear it all
And I don’t want to feel at all

Find your own way out.
My head is screaming doubt.
It’s broken. It’s broken.
Don’t feed me sympathy.
Hide away from me.
It’s broken. It’s broken.

My head is quicksand, I am caught
There’s acid rain inside my thoughts
All my demons are my regrets
I can’t remember to forget

Find your own way out.
My head is screaming doubt.
It’s broken. It’s broken.
Don’t feed my sympathy.
Hide away from me.
It’s broken. I’m broken.

(Find your own way out.)
I’m broken.

And I hear my demons sing,
“Oh, the worry life can bring.”

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