A Stroll Through Nameless Woods

I’ve never seen Your face up close But I assume Fear Dwells in your eyes I’ve never stood So close to you Don’t want to hold Your hand at all Don’t want to feel Your breath On my neck as I bleed Don’t want to hear you Inside of me Inside my head Yet again Whispers claim That I won’t come back Whispers claim That I won’t Be around Fighting against The damage done Fighting against The lies Turning away Turning around And giving up Before the start Frozen in time Nowhere to go This time Whispers claim That I won’t come back Whispers claim That I won’t Be around Whispers call my name They demand my skin Whispers Claim That I won’t come back Whispers say that I won’t be around Whispers claim That I won’t come back Whispers say that I won’t Be around Whispers call my name They demand my skin