Cold sweats
Deep breaths
Shivers run down my spine
Fears exposed and entwine
I tell myself, "one day at a time"
Survival earned by the hourly dime
Friends and strangers seem alike
Futile Instagram trends on spike
What's the point anyway?
It's all forgotten by the end of the day
While souls hunting for purpose in bars
Attempting to alcoholize the void of their scars
The unacceptable doom of humanity
we are what we need, there is no path to sanity
Yes, you fool, we are all mad
What else can we be, in a world so profusely sad?
