My heart is hurting
I think I drank too much
It’s slowly sinking
I think my heart is turning into a rock
I wish I could shatter this rock
But then, I would have no heart
So I slowly let it weigh more and more
I think this is how it feels
When the heart pulls you down deeper than your feet
Can I strive?
Do I have means to survive?
Or am I divi-ded
From all my glorious, archive
I know this feeling
And I want it gone