Collecting scars like paper planes
On my skin, in my body
Every canvas is the same
Leave your scent, your virtue at the door
Begin your masterpiece
With colour, blacks and blues
Red, and red some more
Drink, drink let the wounds settle
The smoke escaping my lungs
Like bricks tied to my ankles
All I taste is metal
Sinking further into this trench
Im at my end, at your mercy
Lost in repentance, please, someone else take charge
I cant keep this fight up
Raising my colours, take it all
Just take it all!
All of me, im done
Ashen and exposed.
Ive lost the battle, ive lost the war
-F
