Blood turned to ice
Why did I say the things I said?
I never thought that these thoughts could live outside my head
Maybe I should’ve kept them hidden instead

Bury them deep down inside
Push them farther and farther
Is it them or me that wants to hide?

Throwing out the words puts me in harm’s way
Feeling the debris collide with me from the things I say


Hot white shock in the chest
Why couldn’t I say it before it was too late?
Before they went through the entrance and left me at the gate
Holding back the words negates that fate

Try to open up, but fear holds me back
A dry heave where nothing leaves
Get it out or I’ll feel it crack

Choosing the safe route while trying to win
it’s filled with “what if” and “ what might have been”


A two-sided coin
That bites you either way
No matter what, I seem to regret
The things I said,
Or didn’t say