My heart beats slowly.
My pain is sullen, it isolates, waxing and waning at my heart.
I need to feel like I'm alive. That I have not begun to fade.
I need to know that I have myself and that is what keeps me awake.
My pain is sullen, it isolates, waxing and waning at my heart.
I need to feel like I'm alive. That I have not begun to fade.
I need to know that I have myself and that is what keeps me awake.