Beneath the surface, I crawl to hide away from feeling that same feeling. never admitting to the reasons, and the last one - I shall forget.
I bare the scars from your touch.
And if i cover my eyes, will they still bleed?
And if I try to forget, will they all fade away?
I run to hide away, to catch my breath. But it has never last. It fades away.
It fades away and your haunting remains.
You and the cold.
The now and before.
Images and words.
All these things...
Surrounding, twisting in my dark circle.
Now I hold my breath and I count to three. Nothing, nowhere left to run to hide