I don’t like the scary thoughts
I don’t like the scary thoughts.
The ones that ask me to bleed out.
And I wonder,
why I like watching that blood drip, and swirl around the drain.
The soft ping,
the drip, drop
as it hits the floor.
The clinking as...
The ones that ask me to bleed out.
And I wonder,
why I like watching that blood drip, and swirl around the drain.
The soft ping,
the drip, drop
as it hits the floor.
The clinking as...