It's Tired and It's Blue.

Today disappeared.
There is no here.
This is what I fear.

Tomorrow isn't new;
it's tired and it's blue.
Just another day to get through.

Forgotten who I was.
Here but not because.
Living, it just does.

Walking with a crutch.
Words come in double dutch;
I hate it just as much.

Looking for a sound.
Words cannot be found.
The corner, they're just around.

Voices in my head.
Round and round, they spread
They are what I dread.

I'll stay around for the time.
Stay and search the slime,
to solve the unforgiven crime.

The facts are the friction.
You were the affliction.
I'm breaking my addiction.