i’ve been away for some time


Amongst all the fire and smoke

Trying to find my way home

And I’ve been seething over my heart for far too long

It’s been used as something wrong, it’s needed to heal

Something I should’ve learnt well before it became too real

We’re getting there

I’m getting there, whilst lost in the ocean

Drowning deep in insecurity and regret, reaching for the cement and pavement

Shit, i’ve found myself there again

Listening to my voice again, fuck I feel so complacent

I shouldn’t rush this but my knuckles are far too brittle now

I don’t wanna fear anymore, no matter how much I feel alone

Usually I would try and avoid cliches, but

I’ve been at war with myself, but I’m definitely coming home.


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