I’m the storm and the victim .
I’m the leader and I’m falling .
Into your transgression .
There’s a light seeping through
This darkness
I feel the harness unchained
And reminisced
As I drowned and find new life
In the mourning I search for answers
Mascara covers my face
My heart beats under wet fingers
Clutching onto yesterday
And setting it on fire .
It’s the drive
It’s the night under the stars
It’s the gun to my head
It’s the trigger you pulled
It’s the notes left under my blankets
It’s the power I’m taking back .
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