Bridges

I'm running low on my luck.

I've never been the kind of person

to get caught in the middle,

it feels like I'm always stuck.

The constant disconnection, I'm a mess

that I can't figure out, I'm missing out on every single thing.

I've been relying on a broken string

to keep my body far above the latest scene.

The best of me wasn't always hidden underneath

never considering what I need.

My headspace

has been empty too long.

Nothing but chasing echoes to a bitter end.

I'll centre every letter that I recreate.

I swear I'm not going back there.

Don't forget that you left me for dead.

I'll never ask you for anything again.

If I'm being honest,

I'm missing out on the greatest of things.

Rearranging my purpose,

tied up my demons and left them behind.

Now I'm filling the holes with more cement.

Oh, I'll be filling the holes with more cement.

I never wanted to be saved.

Cover my body so no one can see

when I lay on my death bed.

There's no coming back, I've been turned at the seams.

And I'm not coming home.

The towel is thrown.

Fighting the devil who's breaking my bones.

These places are dead,

the rest torn to shreds.

Forgetting the faces that I've ever known.

The story has ended.

I burnt all my bridges and started a war.

Deep inside every moment,

I still love you more.