It's never enough, it's a beaten trend
To follow a horse to the rivers end
But I drink to fill an empty well
Drench moss stones trying to spill
Every thought, every feeling
Everything I've buried deep
And tonight I failed for the last time
And they've been rotting a long time
Digging nails into my palm
A callused grip I've held too long
This isn't how I pictured this
This isn't how I wanted this
I could paint a picture of the greyest skies
Of blurry smiles living in my mind
The scattered strokes, and the blotted lines
Metaphors of neglected life
Every thought, every feeling
Bottled like a birthday wish
Burning like a candles flame
Is closing at both ends
Walls close in, I lose my breath
Stare until my eyes run red
This isn't how I pictured this
This isn't how I wanted this to end
It's been eating for so long
It scratched the surface of my skin
The blood spills from my eyes
It stains the sheets beneath me
It's been eating away
Digging at my skin
It's all feel and I need an end
That doesn't lead to bury me
This isn't how I wanted this
This isn't how I pictured this would end