finally free
I’ve been surrounded by all things that are violent
I was taught to see the black and whites, but I wanna see violet and red.
Like the blood that flow through my veins
and a knife through my heart when I hear your name
because I’m reminded by this sick disease called memories
and quite frankly I don’t like the replays
of you and me on weekdays
getting lost in each others grip.
And if there’s any moment to forget... I’d choose you.
Suddenly this weight of insecurities and vulnerabilities weigh as light as a feather
Suddenly I understand what it means to come back and better
and although I may seem the same on the outside I hope you see
That the demons didn’t win this fight... I’m finally free












