Chapter II: Broken A&E

Broken, bleeding,
how can I show, it’s not you I’m needing.
Lying here, now I see
you’re not the one I want you to be.

And here I see,
just what I need,
just some time,
to sit and bleed.

I won’t be the one who’ll call,
when you caused my king to fall.
Words they spill, from these veins,
but they can’t hide my inner shames.

Now I can see,
just what I need,
just a little time,
to sit and bleed.
Sit and bleed.

I trusted you, with my life,
but all I found was love’s frozen knife,
pushed in me; through my heart,
this wasn’t the new life I wanted to start.

In here no one hears my screams,
in pure white lights,
narcotic dreams,
and paralytic nights.

Narcotic daydreams, (Just some time)
Paralytic nights, (To sit and bleed)

Pure white lights, (What I need)
Narcotic nights, (Time to bleed)

Here I see,
just what I need,
just a little time,
to sit and bleed.
Sit and bleed.

The End

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