My head is filled with
Ink stains
And
Migraines
And
Late night
Wrist pains
Trying to hide the
Blood stains
But
Scars still remain
And worries range
And wishes tumble
And my late night dreams
Begin to crumble
My heart hurts
My lungs are sore
'Cause I'm turning out to be
Nothing more
Than a wish on the floor
Crushed beneath boot heels
And dragged through the door
But all I'm trying to do
Is block out the pain
Open my eyes to the rain
Breath in tomorrow
And drown out my sorrow
But I'm still drowning
'Cause of the monsters in my brain
