fixation on the reality of all the lies as the tears break free from the tries i never knew it was so hard to keep steel blades from slipping while the red falls through finger tips as the scars become alive again with memories that run through every vein that hasnt been touched from the insecure hands that hold it all together in fear of letting it all go away to where i fear most as they call it the place of happiness or could it be broken hearts that shed the pain for one last time.

memories + dreams