Everyone is out having fun,
While I’m on the run
Running for my thoughts, for my body
I miss the feeling
As free as a bird
As safe as being saved
The feeling when you hear your favorite song and suddenly,
Spinning stops, time stops, pain is no longer pain, scars get healed,
but they’re too deep to be stitched
Wire doesn’t exist
“There’s no wire, I’m sorry”
I would give my all,
Search the whole room
The door locked, key thrown away
Just me alone inside the dark room
What if, the room was my mind
Dec 30, 2024
Dec 30, 2024 at 2:34 PM UTC
Everyone is out having fun,
While I’m on the run
Running for my thoughts, for my body
I miss the feeling
As free as a bird
As safe as being saved
The feeling when you hear your favorite song and suddenly,
Spinning stops, time stops, pain is no longer pain, scars get healed,
but they’re too deep to be stitched
Wire doesn’t exist
“There’s no wire, I’m sorry”
I would give my all,
Search the whole room
The door locked, key thrown away
Just me alone inside the dark room
What if, the room was my mind
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