Am I being led by my spirt...
Or led by my wound?
My heart can't bare this darkness,
My thoughts are all gloom.
I thought if I rescued you,
You'd some how save me too.
Little did I know I'm just too high off your fumes.
I never thought of myself to always question..
Your every move & not trust your intention.
I try to find who's to blame...
Then I recall everytime i hear my own name.