This is an open letter
Tell my friends and family
That I'm sorry
You had to watch me fall apart
And I hope that you are watching out
As I start to rebuild myself
Am I even getting better?
In my mind I'm running scared, running ever faster
Can you tell me
Am I even getting better?
The medicine was supposed to numb the pain you inflicted
And I felt the fire of self immolation
I can't believe that I expected our demise
To rid my tired eyes of the pain inside
Am I even getting better?
This is an open letter to myself in a few years
I hope the past has left you, f*cking left you
Because her name - always poisoning me, poisoning me