The days passing through

my lungs like chilled air

It burns my chest most harshly

a cold shoulder it gives me 

Some kind of sickness 

it spreads through my veins

clogged arteries 

build up of plaque

but slow heart

Slow heart

Slow heart

too slow to keep track

you’re just burning away

all that’s left

when your mind keeps on

running in circles

at least it’s still moving 

faster than feeling

Emotion of mind 

not where I find it should 

be twisting your life

the decision-maker,

undecided evermore

is all that’s left 

undecided evermore

is all that’s left

The days passing through