Fingernails breaking skin It's like reading braille, but you can't feel within Trust me it hurts To sympathise with a possessive nature A corrupt fantasy A kind luring descent of what he used to be I mean just look at him He's a wizard's wonky wand at best Isn't it funny? And It's only getting worse. Isn't it so funny? How trauma spirals into tortured rehearse Can you believe this hilarity? Of my own eyes laughing back at me For what this amusement could be covering A victim crawls into a hole and begs "why are we suffering?" I still feel you gripping into me I still feel like I'm fighting to have control I still feel your breath against my neck I still feel like giving up knowing the inevitable is about to come It's only going to get worse from here It's a dark road ahead And it's only getting darker How do we heal from fear? Truth is; we all suffer Try guiding the hand Try bearing gifts Try reading braille Then tried dying Trying empathy Trying quality Trying everything And died lying But, I can feel you gripping into me I still feel like I'm fighting to have control I still feel your breath against my neck I still feel like giving up knowing the inevitable is about to come. It's only going to get worse from here It's a dark road ahead And it's only getting darker How do we heal from fear? I find safety in that I am only temporary Like the stars are cut from the same matter as one we shatter