Atlantic
This is not who i am
I'm still hiding, i'm waiting in my own reflection, hands shaking with anxiety
Heart beating out of time
Waitng for someone to give me answers
This is not what i was hoping to become, this shell of a man
This dark exterior given to the stormy moods and quiet, lonely tears
Only i can hear my breath at night...
Calm, broken, alone
Steal this night from me, take it and make it your own
These nights bring knives so as they can carve themselves into my memory
Leave me here alone
Kill the breeze on your way out and let me ferment in my own self pity
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