Exit wounds

My hands are cold
My body's numb
I'm still in shock
What have you done
My head is pounding
My vision's blur
Your mouth is moving
I don't hear a word

And it hurts so bad
That I search my skin
For the entry point
Where love went in
And ricocheted
And bounced around
And left a hole when you walked out

Marks a battle
Still feel raw
A million pieces of me
On the floor
I'm damaged goods
For all to see
Now who would ever want to be with me

I've got all the baggage
Drink the pills
Yeah this is living but without the will
I'm blacken out
I'm shutting down
You've left a hole
You walked out yeah

I'm falling through the doors of the emergency room
Can anybody help me with these exit wounds
I don't know how much more love this, heart can lose
And I'm dying, dying from these exit wounds


- The Script -

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as much as your empty words
appreciated by me
so little will they fill
what thought could be there

try to sooth with sweet words
put you as first priority
instead of my own

selfishness was not something
that I learned along the way
as long as others are okay
I could be as well, right?

that won’t cut it no more
however, where do we go from here
confused how I need to change
acting to my belonged rights

it feels as if I stopped
crashed and broke down
fell over a ridge
where I was hanging for days, weeks

believed I was able
to pull myself up again

next time need to remember
whilst giving myself a breather
sitting on that ridge, looking back down

how lonely it felt
no hand put out to help find
the way back up

have to do it all on own strength
put on that fake smile
pretend alright, that’s what it’s gonna be
leave it all behind, move forward

the past, that shimmers right on in


- M. Trienekens -