The Past

I want to watch you bleed, and I know you've thought of it too I can feel the ache in your heart, and the questions that stir inside Like why should you still feel this way? You have no reason I can feel the knife twist in your ribs Everytime you dig up your past You do this to yourself time and time again Every time, and every time it's your fault I know where you hide the blades for moments like this When you let it overflow and overwhelm and consume you He doesn't deserve you You're damaged property How could you think you'd ever be worthy of someone like him? You don't even deserve to lick the scum off his shoes You still mope about like a little ***** You cling to your past and let it define you and you can't let go like a little girl with her teddy You let a monster define you You let your past define you You do this to yourself over and over again Ripping open old scars Adding new wounds Because you won't leave the past where it's best left Behind you You won't leave your cocoon Even though he's desperately trying to help pry you out You won't let go You'll let the past overtake and overwhelm you You don't deserve a savior like him