Sentences pouring out line by line, straight from the heart.
I wonder how I'm still breathing,
When my heart feels like it's stopped,
I wanted to remember what it feels like to be happy,
But I guess I forgot.
Nagging thoughts cease to escape my mind,
As I'm trapped in this maze,
And I thought the heartache would pass,
But it's not just a phase.
It seems like a way of life,
That I'm accustomed to now,
And no matter how hard I try to turn it all around,
It stays with me somehow.