Shruika

Aren’t you done with all those questions Why and when and why again Was it, was that really all you needed to know In orer to keep going without going down (Further) Inhale, keep your breath Exhale, feel all those questions All those burning thoughts Turn to ash in front of your lips (Though people might only see your freezing breath) Remnants of dead weight leaving your mouth Aren’t they beautiful Delicate embers, flittering ashes And so insingnificant, you could Almost fondly watch them disintegrate

Give me time to Give it time to Get better When - soon - when - eventually When - please let me know - come on Give me time to Let myself get better I’ll give it my all, so Just for a little while longer you must Give me space to breathe If I could just breathe then When - soon - when - eventually When - just let me know - just Give me time to Give it time to Get better Soon - then I’ll be good - soon and I’ll be good to go (Again)

That invisible sickness hits you wherever it pleases It’s made of black veil covering your eyes Whilst your hands are still hovering over the keys You were about to communicate - what was it again - and why does it matter - it doesn’t, really - it doesn’t matter at all It’s made of cold cloth soaked heavy with icy water Covering your mouth and throat and drowning your lungs Your breathing is getting faster and shallower As you suffocate And you can’t speak, can’t swallow, can’t stop it You might want to communicate - that you want something - that you need something - but what was it you needed -

Indeed, says the cat with gleaming eyes Find that fights are fun, and fun is fighting Then, they say with a twitching tip of the tail Then, and stretch their needle-sharp claws a little more You’ll see that there is no difference at all None at all, the cat assures and bites The bird’s small head right off its neck

See, the painful pounding in your head Doesn’t care for sleep or drugs It’s simply beating on, indifferent As you frantically fumble for yet another little pill