Alright

Writer’s block and a broken story

Girl I can barely talk and I’m worried

I’m creating space and losing time

Fears settle in the back of my mind

A tension I’m too drunk to fight

Through stormy days and sleepless nights

I’m in a haze and you’re doing alright

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