Tomorrow is Another Yesterday

When you know how to twist the cord
To fix the short in the faulty wire
Where it folds at the fickle angle
needed to hold a charge
through the short in the plug
just to make it through tomorrow

you can use a goddamn hug.

Thatís what my love feels like these days.
Iím wasting away
Wires fried from broken dreaming
Anxiety always screaming
while the future
slipped quicker
from me.

I write when I canít breathe
I sing when I canít sleep
I want what I canít seem to have;
some hope when things seem bleak
Thereís no escape
  †but my heart chases away
 † † into freedom
 † † † †without me
Written by sammy4444
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