Coming Clean
By Laura
April 17, 2015
Nightmares come every single night
To close my eyes, tell me it's alright
The darkness comes to hold my hand
I'm drowning here, can't you understand?
Who will come in here to save my soul?
Heal my burning skin and make me whole
But no one lies inside my withered heart
So take my lungs; rip my skin apart
Sinking deeply in the depths of my despair
Lonely thoughts in here are more than I can bear
Vaguely I believe in a crystal clarity
Dreaming hopelessly of the girl I'll never be
All I'm hearing are these voices in my head
Pieces of my broken mind in everything I've said
Minutes slowly stretching to vast eternities
Strands of light escaping the darkest parts of me
The bravest thing; to close my eyes
I'm letting go; I'm cutting ties
Another night, another dream
I'll never die, I'm coming clean
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