He stood there in the rain far away from himself
Cold dead hands gripped the railing
Blood raw knuckles
For fear of letting go
Would open chances of falling
Tumbling down the corridor of himself
Repeating the loop once again

So he ran swallowed in puddles
Of past sin
He ran from himself
Everyone he's ever been
Or ever will be

If you forget who you are
You cease to exist
Were you ever there before
Or just figment of our imaginations


Blood raw knuckled
Hollow cheeks
And muddy souls
Wake up tomorrow
As someone new

Lose the need to run from yourself
Yesterday's always on your heels
Till tomorrow will not come