The drip creates a beat that keeps my mind sane
Insane I should say as days pass in a haze
Not woke, still broke, out of hope and out of mind
Out of sight, losing the fight and no where to hide
Drip, drip, drip down my window pane
The drip creates a beat that keeps my mind sane
Insane I should say as days pass in a haze
I want to forget as my body lies in pain
Spontaneous, craziness and laziness in mind
I'm broke, as I choke, my eyes beginning to blind
Drip, drip, drip down my window pane
The drip creates a beat that keeps my mind sane
Insane I should say as days pass in a haze
Shutting down, I no longer feel the pain
Numb, I can't run, strung up and hung to dry
Can't cry, won't lie and my body begins to die
Drip, drip, drip down my window pane
The drip creates a beat but my mind is no longer sane
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About the Creator
Kayleigh Taylor
Book, coffee and pet-obsessed writer who loves writing raw truths and fictional fantasies. I hope you enjoy.
Kayleigh
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