I have a lot of bad moments that flash around me just when my car crashes,
almost self harming,
into your icy wall.
Shattered mEmOrIeS, failing dReAmS.. Negative ideals taking space in my head enough that I don’t feel my own breath.
And in the carnage of life’s toxic smoke, I’ve bent so far I’m breaking.
Heart bleeding crimson.
Cry cause I need to
And run, runaway.. Cause the future is in ashes here.