Twisted and contorted.
The body starts to weither...
That pivotal moment you decide for the first time...
You grapple with your urges and find it within...
I walked every avenue of avoidance just to find...
Everytime I shut down the experience it resurfaced...
It's the song I had on repeat when I was broken.
The one I kept going back too...
Love is something I’ve always had trouble...
Staying too long in relationships that should’ve...
Although you chose to leave my house
With your belongings too...
I am not OK.
I haven't been OK in a long time...
Despite I am so called free I still feel in prison...
My heart so heavy every day I try to alleviate...
It feels great when you meet someone for the first...
It feels good when you fall in love with someone...
In the darkness of her sanctuary, she hides
A fable of hatred, exiled against her will...
I thought I was getting better,
I thought I was free from the dark path...
My trials of self-forgiveness
have only tortured my weeping soul...