Better Below

I stand here battered and broken

The ground swallowed me years ago

When I returned I wasn't recognisable

Now I'm wondering, would I be better off below?

Will the wires ever uncross and give me the freedom just enough

To regrow my own skin but God I'm good at giving in

Broken image, I am fallen

Drifting, searching for a name

Did I hear them? Are they calling?

Or am I living with the shame?

It seems I've run as far as I can go

Hide the warning signs swiftly as they start to show

Breathe in quick, hold your breath

Show the world the lie, that you're really not sick

The veil has fallen now you're suffering for it

Will the wires ever uncross and give me the freedom just enough

To regrow my own skin but God I'm good at giving in

Broken image, I am fallen

Drifting, searching for a name

Did I hear them? Are they calling?

Or am I living with the shame?

Broken image, I am fallen

Drifting, searching for a name

Did I hear them? Are they calling?

Or am I living with the shame?

(Am I living with the shame?)

Broken image, I am fallen

Or am I living with the shame?