Will I ever let go
And fall in the abyss?
Will I ever stop
In order to move on?
Will I ever drop it
And move on up?
I may be stuck here,
But it's much less scary
Than the idea that some day
You won't be there.
Fuck courage,
I prefer being stranded.
Here. Hopeless.
Process. Endless.
You won't save me.
I won't save me.
Someone please
Cut my fingers off.
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