No, I can't explain what's bothering me.
No need to talk because right now, I just don't know.
I try to explain, but it never fills the hungry ears.
Next thing you know, I'm the bucket sinking in a well of raw emotions
They plunge to the deepest waters, sink through it all, hit rock bottom, and I wonder,
"How the hell am I ever going to get out now?"
I'm just cuddled up in a choke hold by the vines of these damn doubts now,
Too damn far passed the light house to ever reach out for help
One whisper and temptation rules my life, and the ghosted version of the self is all that's left
You can't handle me going insane once more; the last time, it damaged us for sure
You can't be a witness to my spirit's coming undone, leaving my soul bare,
A blank paper says whatever the hell i want
It's not a burden meant for your shoulders;
These storms aren't meant for the weak by any means