It’s been 3 years since I’ve been here.
Nothing stayed the same. Not much has changed.
Still the bleeding heart,
Still the sinking mind.
It’s really the saddest thing,
I got what I wanted, but it can’t give me what i need.
Needing less, giving more, staying back, repressing thought
I aimed ahead yet I came to the beginning
To pick up where things left off
With no idea where to plead
Please let me change, please let me go, I’ll be good
I promise I’ll be good
Babe I’m so afraid of the ledge
Maybe I’ll fall
It’s like you are slipping between my fingers
I catch a strand of hair, but it fades away like thin air
And I just don’t know if I can bare
If I can breath
This.
If I can do this.
I sink in the mattress I melt on the sheets
Please whisk me away to the sea
Then when I drown I’ll know that I’m home.
Babe I’m so afraid of the ledge
Maybe I’ll jump.
