Bleed Yourself Dry
Lost inside I catch myself. The fear of losing myself is still very present.
I idea. Bleed yourself dry tonight, It lingers in my mind over and over like a spinning wheel.
What are you afraid of? I ask myself. I never really know, Idea's are tricky and prick like thorn sometimes they bleed you out. It looks like rain for the last time I can see myself bleed out dry.
My reflection, I am lost in my own pain and it shows through. I so wish for someone to take these emotions from me. I am losing myself and trying to pull back.
I idea. Bleed yourself dry tonight, It lingers in my mind over and over like a spinning wheel.
What are you afraid of? I ask myself. I never really know, Idea's are tricky and prick like thorn sometimes they bleed you out. It looks like rain for the last time I can see myself bleed out dry.
My reflection, I am lost in my own pain and it shows through. I so wish for someone to take these emotions from me. I am losing myself and trying to pull back.