that there is no way back
across the watery world
except to accept drowning.
I would be lying
if I said
I don't give out forgiveness,
so try to give me some.
I'll just be broken here
and okay with that,
more than just a terror,
talentless with a ghost within.
I like dancing
with the taste of blood
in my mouth,
but sometimes it's just time to move on.