Seams

Maybe I should get some help I really fucking hate myself I’m looking for some validation To fill the things I never felt Lately it’s all been the same Waking up to pouring rain Spend the days just locked inside Finding ways to numb the pain My therapist said I should start writing I always forget the days that I’m hiding I need it on paper just to remind me Haven’t seen anyone for weeks Haven’t been able to sleep at all Maybe I should get some rest I’m caving into all the stress I feel my body shutting down I feel the hands around my neck Today I made another scar I got the urge to crash my car 65 right off a bridge I know these things tear you apart My therapist gave me some prescriptions But maybe I need a little attention Maybe I need divine intervention But I’m just hanging by a string Coming unraveled at the seams but I I put a lock on my heart, threw away the keys You can tear me apart just to watch me bleed All you’ll find is a hole of what used to be I gave every piece of me and now my chest is left empty Maybe I should get some help I know I need a little help Before I fucking lose myself