Bad to Myself

I am so bad to myself

Bad love fuels bad blood

And sparks a flame to burn all your bridges

I am so tied of myself

Weak from from the lack of rest

From endless nights of assumptions

I should get up, I should get now

But it's so easy

To lay here and feel myself sinking

I am starting to scare myself

Stuck in the mud with regret

And a souring disposition

I should get up, I should get now

But it's so easy

To commiserate with my isolation

I am starting to feel myself

Blood churns and fuel burns within

That must be culling something

I should get up, I should get now

I tell myself, I promise myself tomorrow

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