chasing my tail

the demons in my head want to see me fail

i was reaching for you
but even they're scared for me too

broken limbs and my own scattered thought
recovery can't be bought

i say it over and over again
pain is a process
but lately, my head is just a mess

my therapist says I'm improving
but i don't even feel like moving

trapped in a house of empty rooms
im losing this battle, defeat i can see it as it looms

i don't want to feel anything
my finger is empty from your ring

you're so happy with her by your side
i'm just drowning in confusion, hanging on for the tide

late at night i lay awake
tell me for my own sake

there's blood on one of our hands
my clarity is slipping through my fingers like sand

was it my fault
who led this assault

looking in the mirror,
it comes with the fear
the realization
i'm the leader of this nation
an army of monsters
i'm the queen, long will we prosper