I sway back forth in the corner
Accepting the fact that this blood on my hands isn’t mine,
Did i become the monster?
Did the voices in my head have all the control this whole time.
Just let me go, to the fields where the marigolds grow,
So i can finally see the beauty I’ve never truly known,
Or will i always be tethered?
Will the doubt keep ringing in my ears?
In the absence of direction, has my ship set its course,
Will the hurricanes clear?
Broken bones, muted tones,
A bleach white complexion has taken a hold,
Oh, its taken hold,
I’m hiding the last breath in my lungs,
Oh god don’t make me open up,
I’d rather take the chance on giving up,
What good is this heart, if it cant ever learn to love?
Just let me go