For the longest time I groped In the darkness Drowning But hoping For a sole breath That wouldn't be At the price of My blood
For the longest time I was sad My tears Carving A trail down my cheeks A trickle of blood Burning Through my misery Leaving a destruction Crueller In it's wake
For the longest time I was at peace With my broken pieces The ragged shards That cut me And made me bleed Acquainting me With who I was Who I was meant to be I was in love With my sadness
And now As I look Into your shine My eyes Are bruised Wounded By your light I am blinded By everything that I never was That I could only ever pretend to be If only you knew What you think I am Is just a reflection Of your own brilliance
And now I know I am not meant To be blithe Living is not meant for all Living is not meant for me I was not blessed With a chance To freely breathe
It must be At the price of A cut A scar The scarlet beads That will slowly seep away And drain my veins But fill my lungs With the air I need
And so I shall watch you From afar While your eyes Dance in glee I shall drown In my own misery Because this is where I was meant to be And not where You were meant to breathe