Morph - The Escalating Kind

been withering
for far too long
in this catatonic
state of mind
this open wound
won't leave
no scars
it's the escalating kind
I've been
dreaming for far
too long
in this made up world of mine
these crossed arms
are the bruising kind
hoooooooo oooooo ooo
secret cries
for help
render me
useless
patience has
come to an end
no pride left to defend
no relations to mend
nothing to sustain
breathing in the smoke again
turning into oxygen

future memories
blending with the past
scenes from a possible life
that isn't meant to last

future memories
blending with the past
scenes from a possible life
that isn't meant to last

future memories
blending with the past
scenes from a possible life
that isn't meant to last

give me time
to remove remorse
rewind the frames like before
give me time
to remove remorse
rewind the frames like before
give me time
give me time

give me time