Tired of Fighting - Branches

My whole body hurts
My back is made of string
My tessellating parts
Are sick of everything
I wish that I was thin
I wish that I could flex
I wish that I could see outside of myself
I want to feel alive
But within reason
I want to be in love
But I'm scared of lifting anchor
I want to be a mess
Deconstructed and distressed
I want to be in ecstasy
I light a candle on my windowsill
Now I'm forever incomplete
At a revolution bar and grill
I took the weight off of my feet
I drank and drank til I could not sit still
Until my dope sickness subsides
I want to feel alive
But within reason
I want to know if you're in love
But I may not like the answer
All I know is I'm a mess
Deconstructed and distressed
With you everything is ecstasy
Branches, overlapping, underhanded Complex and in control
It so happens, the circumstances
Are built on chances
They're out of our control Abandoned, feral and fractious Blissfully entangled, we like to lose control
And so it goes, how it often goes
The feeling dissipates
It decomposed
And so it left me, to fight my foes
It could have stayed
I thought it owed me
And so it goes, how it often goes
The feeling dissipates
It decomposed
And so it left me, to fight my foes
I was hoping, hoping it would stay
I thought it owed me, that courtesy So I could be a mess
Deconstructed and distressed
So I could be in ecstasy
I light a candle on my windowsill Now I'm forever incomplete

Written by:
Nic Wood

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