its the last walk through memory lane
i have memories of you, of us
but no matter how hard i try to stalk those memories back
my memory doesn't seem to last forever

take me to the red bridge
i want to see the ocean
   down
falling in slow motion
grey emotions flooding
   splash
my bones are broken
i suddenly feel frozen
   ****
i cant breathe
let me seep into the blues
   drown
now i have to choose
which place am i going to

i want to sleep, but i can't
i want to talk, but i can't

and as i have anxiety, i suffer quietly and write in my diary as tears fall down my face

i'm not tired
i'm still awake

my mind is racing, just give me a brake
my head aches
i'm going insane
its a sunday at 3am, come join me

i really want to sleep, but i can't
why, i don't know why

i see the monster on the side of my bed, and as it enters my head it says, "do you want to be dead instead?"

why
why now

you're my best friend
like a sister or brother

you're an undercover angel, so precious
you make life worth living, so stop wishing you were given death in its hands

we're still at the very beginning, existing
killing the past, fixing the future

do not fade out this perfect picture
i love you too much to break this sculpture