Tears choked back, held in, and were locked deep inside
Chest cavity opened to an emptiness that couldn't subside
Slippery oil dark and thick took its root in my core
A sickness of the pain that I couldn't hold in anymore
It leaked out like dark thoughts into my gut and made me nauseous
If I had know the results of my control I would have been more cautious
Cautious in the way of never letting go and hiding behind the lie
I would have lived more in a way of freedom and flying high
Instead of quick sand always making me sink and crawl
I would have picked a cliff with a beautiful waterfall
When my body would fall forward my soul would be wiped clean
At least I know I would've died to a wonderful scene