Is the heartbreak never ending?
How did everything get so shit?
Nights pretending I'm asleep.
But that doesn't stop the thoughts.
Or halt the hurt.
And it doesn't matter you can't
Physically feel it,
Doesn't matter you don't know it.
Because it's always there.
Ready to snowball,
Everything at once.
And you need to rest for work.
But the world keeps turning.
Nothing stops for no one.
And that's what gets to me.
The machine doesn't care for your history.
Doesn't care you were the best craic.
Doesn't give a fuck about your first love
Or the people you helped.
Doesn't care if you were kind and good.
It doesn't stop for anyone,
So, maybe neither should you.

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