All the bad is coming back into my mind,
It won't leave, make it go away,
I can't stand it anymore,
blood and booze,
It's all that comes to mind,
Am I going crazy?
Insane?
Am I falling apart at the seams again?
Can I sew myself up again?
Is it possible?
How many Scars are to many?
How many drinks is to much?
Just save me again.
I'm begging!
I don't want this pain.
