The past rears its ugly head when I’m weak
It wants to swallow me whole
I’m fighting forever fighting
Denying, how long will I deny myself
I forgot so much of the good, but the bad is vivid
Every day I run, trying to pretend, trying to free myself
Painted black, I’m black of the blackest ocean
The darkness of the past like a black hole consuming the light
I want to stop, I want to collapse, I want to give up
Strength from somewhere good still keeping me afloat
I long to be free from my past