I lost at sea whatever might be left of me
And all that is left to see was never me
Down so deep I could clearly see that the abyss
was never what it made out to be
The sign above my heart reads vacancy
I tear open scars and ink my pen
To make sure that they can see
This is my last goodbye, I'll even blow a kiss.
Jan 14, 2019
Jan 14, 2019 at 2:16 PM UTC
I lost at sea whatever might be left of me
And all that is left to see was never me
Down so deep I could clearly see that the abyss
was never what it made out to be
The sign above my heart reads vacancy
I tear open scars and ink my pen
To make sure that they can see
This is my last goodbye, I'll even blow a kiss.
