Escapism

I feel my hands
They're burning ends
And scratching out
All memories

Acts of no worth, but comfort still values
Hiding away the shame
Throwing what's left, forced by my own

The life I long
The life I long and keep throwing away
Reviving what's dead, just to die another day

Acting
Conniving
Choking
All Efforts

Reaching at the point of no return
Crying out for help
I can't undo it all



Credits
Writer(s): Broken Fingers
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