So here I am again,
Back to bleeding,
Waiting in the dark,
Overwhelmed and underrated,
Just hoping you can hear me,
And in my darkest hours,
I wonder where you are,
Was I on your mind,
For even a moment

What's to stop me,
From drowning,
In all that bright, blue wonder,
From diving head first,
Into the bloodthirsty sun,

What's to stop me,
From giving over,
To black temptation,
Or spilling into a compilation,
Of ice and blunt glass,

There's nothing holding me back,
You're the last one standing,
In my way,
But you can't save me,
From myself

Lock away the demons,
Hide the monsters in your sheets,
Rest the devil in the closet,
Drift quickly back to sleep,
Dust away the cobwebs,
Wash the bloodstains from your sleeves,
Bury all the witnesses,
Pretend it's just a dream

Fingerprints on my skin,
Smudged, blue, black,
Shadows in my irises,
Dancing on my lids,
Webs between my fingers,
All tangled with dust,
Rust decomposing on my lips,
Sleeping on bitter veins,
I'm haunted

With vehement force,
The white, weighty water,
Races between my thighs,
Grazing my fingertips,
Crashing into the wasted bank,
And splintered stone,
Scattered about the course,
Surging towards the fringe,
Of the river road,
My toes curl,
Latched to the rock-ridden surface,
Fighting the undertow,
As the water plunges,
Down the waterfall