I cannot feel anything,
I'm stuck inside this hole.
I'm scratching but I cant get out,
I think its getting cold.
But then again, cant feel a thing,
So I cant really tell.
All I know is what you say,
But I cant hear you well.
I cant believe theres nothing left,
Of me but your words.
I cant believe that you don’t think,
Someday of you ill purge.
You believed that all your lies,
Were locked up in a safe,
In a safe that is called me,
You thought id never break.
And here I am crying inside,
I don’t think ill let it show.
Because sometimes you just have to hide,
Instead of letting go.
But I am loosening my hard grip,
Of everything you’ve said.
I just hope that in the process,
I don’t end up dead.
Cause I can feel it moving,
At night when I cant sleep,
And I can feel it creeping,
In my bath of red so deep.
I just don’t really know when,
Your going to let me go.
And I just don’t really know when,
The real me will show.
And im not sure how to say this,
Without you getting mad.
But shouldn’t it be you kissing my feet,
And not me being sad?
I thought you said you loved me,
Then why would you get undressed,
Get undressed in front of me,
And compliment me on my chest?
Im not sure I understand,
Or that I ever will,
Not one more day will you bring me down,
Ill keep trudging up my hill.
And ill keep scratching at the walls,
Of my empty hole,
That’s filled with blood and all your words,
And all the lies you told.
