Fractured Thread

I’ve been chewing on silence like it’s breaking my teeth,

Walking the edge of a wire that cuts underneath.

I’m a breath from exploding, I’m a scream in disguise,

Cracks in my skin show the storm in my eyes.

Every smile feels borrowed, every word’s a disguise,

I’m holding the pieces while the rest of me dies.

The room feels smaller, walls closing in,

It’s not patience I’m losing — it’s the mask wearing thin.

I’m one second from breaking,

One word from collapse,

If I lose it tonight, I won’t ever come back.

I’m not calm, I’m not fine, I’m just hiding my sin,

The fuse is still burning, and my skin’s wearing thin.

Thoughts in my head sound like gunfire and glass,

Every shadow I chase pulls me closer to past.

I’m laughing too loudly just to cover the rage,

My mind’s a locked cell and I’m shaking the cage.

I could snap, lose my shit,

Paint the walls with my spit,

Slam the door on the world and not care who I hit.

Going postal inside, it’s a war in my skull,

I’m a bomb with a grin and the pin’s getting dull.

I’m one second from breaking,

One word from collapse,

If I lose it tonight, I won’t ever come back.

I’m not calm, I’m not fine, I’m just hiding my sin,

The fuse is still burning, and my skin’s wearing thin.

I’m not patient, I’m not kind,

I’m a monster confined.

Every crack that you see is the death of a grin,

It’s not patience I’m losing…

It’s my mind wearing thin.

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