It’s like you’re in my bloodstream
And my body is trying to detox
But it can’t get you out
Sometimes I have nightmares
About the things you would say
How you made me feel
And other times I think about
When I would say stop and you wouldn’t
And I would hold back the tears
I can’t remember why
But I didn’t think you were wrong
I thought it was my fault
Because my warped self esteem
Somehow taught me
That I deserved it all
And now I’m an anxious mess
Even though you’re gone
You’re still here
Apr 1, 2014
Apr 1, 2014 at 11:53 PM UTC
It’s like you’re in my bloodstream
And my body is trying to detox
But it can’t get you out
Sometimes I have nightmares
About the things you would say
How you made me feel
And other times I think about
When I would say stop and you wouldn’t
And I would hold back the tears
I can’t remember why
But I didn’t think you were wrong
I thought it was my fault
Because my warped self esteem
Somehow taught me
That I deserved it all
And now I’m an anxious mess
Even though you’re gone
You’re still here