history flies all around me, an angry swarm of mistakes i ran away but not far enough i thought they were gone, i didn't realize i kept them alive in the back of my mind if i could forget it would starve them to d**h pay no attention to the monsters that come ahead of their time they hurt much more before they're real their fingers reach from the future to clutch my throat and play with my mind turning away would starve them to d**h all that's left in my power is trusting or not, in this hour if i believe it would starve them to d**h