my pen bleeds out never ending thoughts
i try to go about my day without feeling lost
i break away and fall to regret
but each time i take myself back
take this astray make me forget
these faded eyes now shattered black
i crawl to escape i tumble and fall
how deeply i hate knowing i was with you at all
i go about my day without you in my head
i can finally break away along with my pen that bled red
i go about my day without you in my head
i can finally break away along with my pen that bled red
my favorite line from any of your poems, and i dont know why