I want to run away to a brighter day.
I want to see myself be okay.
I want to live a care-free life.
I want to slit my wrists with a kitchen knife.
I need to feel like I can breathe.
I need to know no one wants to leave.
I need to feel the night fade to light.
I need to see my red blood, burn bright.
I have to know that you will not forget.
I have to be able to pay my debt.
I have to be the spark in your fire.
I have to bleed so you don't think me a liar.
There are many things in this world
that have me fold in on myself;
that have me, on the floor, curled.
And the only way out,
that I know is, into the world,
let them bleed; let my demons go.
Oct 6, 2015
Oct 6, 2015 at 1:38 PM UTC
I want to run away to a brighter day.
I want to see myself be okay.
I want to live a care-free life.
I want to slit my wrists with a kitchen knife.
I need to feel like I can breathe.
I need to know no one wants to leave.
I need to feel the night fade to light.
I need to see my red blood, burn bright.
I have to know that you will not forget.
I have to be able to pay my debt.
I have to be the spark in your fire.
I have to bleed so you don't think me a liar.
There are many things in this world
that have me fold in on myself;
that have me, on the floor, curled.
And the only way out,
that I know is, into the world,
let them bleed; let my demons go.
