Cut the Cord

Cut the Cord

Moving,

travelling forward to nowhere.

Feelings,

bottled up,

reaching the back of the throat,

choking,

cutting off the air supply.

False euphoria,

travelling around the body,

swimming in the mind.

Just cut the cord.

 

Letting,

the motor run,

you’re still in neutral.

Drinking,

clinging onto the bottle,

the lights have come on,

you’re not home.

Smiling,

legs are going,

tears are falling down.

Just cut the cord.

 

Stumbling,

trying to find your footing.

Memories,

flashing past,

infecting your moods,

swinging,

This can’t go on.

Suffocating,

at the end of the road,

there’s nowhere else to run.

Just cut the cord.

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