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Now I begin, to get beneth my skin

As I fall into pieces I taste freedom

I forgot how to breathe,

So locked up moving through life, only seeing all the pretty pictures

Painted over my eye’s

 

I was losing myself in the lies, torn in disguise

Running from my desires, running from all my fears

Drowning under my skin

Slipping in the lies

I was caught up in the disguise, painted over my eyes

 

Now I’m bleeding again

But at least I’m breathing

It’s hard to keep my eyes uncovered

It’s so easy living in those lies

Covering the pain with a pretty disguise

 

Now I’m bleeding, yes I’m bleeding

But at least I’m breathing

I’m peeling away my skin

I’m tearing down my walls

Watch me fall

But now I’m breathing, now I’m breathing

Burning under my skin, these memories are rising

Cleansing me from within