17 December 2012
Anxiety You need to stop lying to me I'll be fine I just need time
But with every last word You become worse It's getting hard to breath Without suffocating first
You're closing in on me fast And you simply watch my pleasantly painted face Contort with a grimace from your every embrace But I only run to save my ass.
And as if lately I've been dreaming of getting up and leaving you But you and I know that it won't happen Ill just have find another way to make it through
Dear Anxiety • Opuss № I