These things I do to myself
Tear my insides apart
It soon will be harder to see
My spirit fading with the dark.
I’m torn from the top and
Sewn back at the spine
Something like a modern day Frankenstein.
Relating to the day, when savior cries out
Savoring the time, with just the hopes of finding meaning,
Even for just one last time.
(
You havent seen the last of me )