Sometimes these wounds call out your name
Every inch of you still crawls on my skin
Massaging the bruises from your reasons every season
And I am barely alive, trying to knock down these ghosts in my heart
Something tells me I won, I survive, something tells me this is my life
Deep inside the insecurities to trust anyone are from your whispers
I drown you, I cut myself away from you, I stand in the cold for you
I baptize myself in acid, trying to wash you off of me
Still your words are stored in the beating of my heart
In the pace of my footsteps
In the echoes of my voice
You are the reason monsters crawl in my dreams
Even after a million choices, I have ran out of chances
You will never change