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I close both locks below the window. I close both blinds and turn away.
In this farewell, there's no blood. There's no abili.
It starts with you. One thing, I don't know why, it doesn't even matter how hard you try.
Are you lost in your lies? Do you tell yourself I don't realize your crusade's a disguise.
It's an intramental
Memories consume like opening the wound. I'm picking me apart again.
When this began I had nothing to say, and I'd get lost in the nothingness inside of me.
Water grey, through the windows. Up the stairs.
Why does it feel like night today? Something in here's not right today. Why am I so uptight today?
From the top to the bottom. Bottom to top I stop.