I'm in a war with my mind, and I can smell the bloodshed. I've been fighting for too long, and the infection is setting in. Giving up and letting go, runs against everything I know. You say You know the Truth, and it will set me free. How can I be free when I'm too blind to see? Anxiety placed his dead hands over my eyes and worry screams his lies in my ears. The future is too dark and I can't find a way. Let me out. I need out. Give me room to breathe. It's so much easier to live life by what I know, but when knowledge is destroyed where will I go? The chains of life have got me bound again, crawling, cutting. Digging into my skin.
Time is a lonely enemy. When will I let go?
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