16h
it will be engraved
in my brain,
like the tracks
on the train,
and they’ll call
me insane
but at least I’ll exist without the pain,
in my veins.
I’ll restrain,
I’ll maintain,
I’ll regain.
in my brain,
like the tracks
on the train,
and they’ll call
me insane
but at least I’ll exist without the pain,
in my veins.
I’ll restrain,
I’ll maintain,
I’ll regain.
