Now the holidays are over...

Don't let me slip now
Please let the ground
Stay firm against my feet
I can already hear the cracking
And I can see the deathly cold
Water still below
My feet keep shuffling on
Eyes glued to the ice

Oh what I'd give to feel lucid for another day

I've always been okay with blood
But something about seeing it run down my mothers face
Something about the way it dried it splotches on the kitchen floor
Something about the way it crusted into her hair and my fingers
Tried desperately to get the blood out
Something about the way it splattered the sink and mirror as I washed
Something about the way it has stained my hands and under my finger nails
Something about the stench of blood drifting around me
Makes me uneasy
And something about the blood I've seen makes me wonder how easy it is
*to lose a life

I can't sleep
I can't hold my own eyelids up
I can't smile
I can't laugh
I can't pretend today
It's very obvious today
*I can't
I can't
I can't

It shouldn't have to be your problem worrying about my life when yours is already troubled enough
It shouldn't have to be your problem
It won't be your problem