day by day i lose myself more to the other half of me beckoning at the door
every day i step over the threshold of my life into curiosity beyond fright
sadness makes us curious fright makes us careful the night makes us see the different people we cannot be
forty days and forty nights of rain that's what happened in the Bible days but its been months of pain how many more before the sun breaks through the haze?
i am gone i am gone i am gone i am gone
i dont know how to help you from a distance. please stop killing yourself.