There's a noose around my neck
if I squeeze I will break it.
No blood through my veins, just ice and forsaken
walks and talks and thoughts and time spent
my skin is crawling, stomach wrenched
tight in a knot don't know why
the stress is too much I need to fly
out of here.
Far, far away, where I can breathe again, where I can play.
Relax, let it flow in and out through me
got to go get a life.
But truthfully, now all I can see,
is taking that razor and slitting me
a space
in my wrists to ease all this pain.
If the blood flows maybe I regain
some composure.
Love lost, with blood spilled
I feel it now, the sting just as if I had willed
it
I see the floor covered in red
I am feeling lighter now
Oh shit
I am
