Where do you go when you can’t take the blade?
I don’t understand why this life holds so much pain.
Would I be better off wandering in the rain?
I have no idea where to turn because I’m going insane not being able to turn the page.
So as I block out the bad, and hope they let me it of their grasp, I’ll hope that one day this is something I can get past.
But there’s nothing for me here and nothing is clear.
I just think things would be better if someone was near.