Survival

You ask for a cup of desperation,
And you call it loneliness,
You rise in the smoke,
Of the temporary high,
You live and breathe for,
You cry and die for.

You change the hand
Holding your heart,
In this constant, breaking wave,
Like all the thoughts you forgot to make.

You ask for a cup of desperation,
And you call it survival…

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