Sugar Suicide

running from, or being kidnapped by?

Every day,

i find a new way,

to fight this fight that wants to take my life.

 

my brain is a mess

of mixed wires and frayed ends

most days i feel like running

put me infront of a wheel and wait till the gas goes

 

but to sit and think,

if this problem wasnt affecting my head,

would i run from it like this?

 

if my leg was broke would i go on

if my heart was failing would i still wake day to day

 

but when the problem makes my thoughts a mess

and turns sun rays into dark days

ive started to think

 

im not running

 

its kidnapping me