Want to shed this skin. Urges come and go. To release the hate It holds me tight, Binded. Cracking the door Open, as it shuts. Slammed in my face. Fuel trickling on the fire. Burning in its place. Right where I am, Is right where I’ll be.
Want to shed this skin. Urges come and go. To release the hate It holds me tight, Binded. Cracking the door Open, as it shuts. Slammed in my face. Fuel trickling on the fire. Burning in its place. Right where I am, Is right where I’ll be.