can you tell me now if i lied about the messes i make
of lives and homes and whole worlds trapped in hearts.
i don't know what i am now
the things i do are stitched upon my soul.
i can pull them out.
but the scars remain until the blood pools up
and fills them up again.
i was dying and you gave and you gave. i don't want to remember.
Oct 20, 2014
Oct 20, 2014 at 6:06 AM UTC
can you tell me now if i lied about the messes i make
of lives and homes and whole worlds trapped in hearts.
i don't know what i am now
the things i do are stitched upon my soul.
i can pull them out.
but the scars remain until the blood pools up
and fills them up again.
i was dying and you gave and you gave. i don't want to remember.
