proses proses for dessert! (1)

day by day
i seem to get more tired
like the bones deep inside just gave up
my blood slowing down

i love people watching
i still have ethics
more reporting and projects piled
procrastination seems to best me every time
i have no time left. its running out.
only ideas that can get the cogs inside me only work when its about toying with the idea of ending my life.

this is it. i have nowhere to run.
no place for me to hide.
im scared and im tired.
my body already gave up.

getting back up seems so outlandish now.
the ideas, the words ran away.
fml i got distracted,
pulling myself together is such an effort
and a risk im not willing to take.
i dont want anything.
dont want to go anywhere.
but here with you,
keep your gaze on me.
dont falter now..
ruin me, break me to pieces.
you put me back, stitch and fix me up.
take care of me nice and clean.