I can feel the monsters in my head
rummaging through my deepest desires
planting seeds of escape, screaming ”invade instead”
i should try silence when he pleads
“communication is dead”
my tears run blue his cheeks burnt red
he doesn't love me they whisper
what don’t you comprehend?

maybe I'm building bridges
maybe im putting up walls
maybe im the one
who too fast
too soon
becomes undone

your voice floods my brain
drowning the demons
erasing the pain
i should try silence
when your face drips with disdain
what if i cant see the harm I've done?

what if I'm weak
what if hes strong
I'm the one who too fast
too soon becomes undone