Splinters Through a Straw

I'm so sick of breathing in all of this like splinters through a straw.
Trying to stop a train on my knees on a sandpaper street.
Everyone is too lonely, too sick, too scared to care for fear of the noise.
The smilers are all losing their hands like me.
Give me my fucking hands back.
I thought we could solve everything
but fucking never solved anything.
All the shit and all the noise we see,
but fucking never solved anything.
What you need is to hit bottom.
Sky red black birds like flies in blood.
YOur heart looks so empty to me.
Tongue splashing,
Eye lashing to keep it secret,
but I can feel the breaths in between.
I thought we could solve everything.
Wished away like cancer in your family.
I thought we could solve everything,
But this dead-covered hope is deaf to screaming.