You left me hanging with my head down.
Feet swinging, I'd rather drown.
You say you have the sustenance, I see nothing heaven sent. Where did I go wrong? Where did I go wrong? There's nothing crystal fucking clear to show me I’ll be strong. But I'm alright.
My blood is made from mercury, what shines for you is killing me.
Where is there meaning left when all we know is broken? Shadows are all I see
How do we cope with loss when all our words are spoken? This is not all I will be.
Lay into me, pray you're through me, see my death, see right through me. Cut me quick but, do it deep, ‘cause time will heal or (I’m assuming) that this is the turning point for all that I have felt.
This is a open letter to my sanity. I swear that all that she has taken from you no longer will be. Because I’ve done too much to hurt myself and now I'm left with nothing else, the book you read sits on a shelf, it's time for me to grow.
Page one.
I've found the time to look into my self. I swear, I will feel things I have not already felt.
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