Steady

Held a candle to the canvas, watched it all go up

Nearly took to the houses, smoke to the skies above

I'm still coughing

Black lungs burning from the rented homes

The chaos left inside

Ran away from the moral debt

Chest full of regret, I finally said

Enough

Steady, nervous hands, again

Steady, nervous hands, again

Felt at ease with the solitude at first

Sitting in the corner of a dim lit room

That smells like bad fast food

The only thing between me and apathy

Has always been a cup of caffeine

A selfish wish for things I might not need

Should I keep stacking goals ahead like some sad litmus test for happiness?

No

Show me how to feel content

Can't wake up to ceilings spinning

Again, again, again, again

Steady, nervous hands, again

Steady, nervous hands, again