worse - Tea

Slipping deeper into myself, slowly trickling like my health.

I know that one day I’ll break

Left home for few days time, tried my hard to fix my mind but all that I could

do was lay awake

But maybe its the weather or maybe it my selfish tendencies

Its something about me right now, it just doesn’t feel like who I used to be

So I’m sorry to my family, I’m sorry to my friends, I’m sorry to the people

whom I can’t make amends

Sorry for my past mistakes, I’m sorry for this curse, sorry that I’m never

getting better and always getting worse

I feel so God damn trapped, stuck here on a sinking raft

Dreaming of the day it de-inflates

Death feels like an open door and less like a metaphor

That I use poetry to reinstate

And maybe it’s the medicine or maybe it’s the stupid fucking songs

But something always makes me feel, like I’ve been doing everything wrong

And if this reads like a suicide note

Then I guess it’s some good practice after all

'Cause I said some six years ago

That I would rather die than grow and fall

So I’m sorry to my family, I’m sorry to my friends,

I’m sorry to the people with whom I can’t make amends

I’m sorry for my past mistakes, I’m sorry for this curse

I’m sorry that I’m never getting better

And always getting worse