A new way to bleed, a twisted path
A battle within, an enemy that laughs
Forgiveness seems far, a distant dream
But I keep fighting, or so it seems
My world awaits, with open arms
But I'm held back, by fear and harm
Why can't I speak, why can't I say
The words that linger, day by day
I feel it coming, over me
A weight on my chest, I can't break free
A slave to these dreams, they haunt my mind
Will this be the end, or just more time
A game I've played, one too many times
But I can't quit, can't leave it behind
I'm a failure, at least that's what they say
But my heart, my life, won't be led astray
They can call it a lie, they can point and jeer
But it's my truth, my tears, my only fear
I've built these walls, to protect my soul
But they crash down, and I lose control
I feel it coming, over me
The pain, the hurt, it's all I see
Is this the end, of everything
Or just a new way, to feel the sting
Drifting far, beyond the edge
With each step, my heart will pledge
Freedom, freedom, to break away
From the chains, that held me in dismay
Can't you feel, the ground cave in
As I spread my wings, and begin to win
Give me a reason, a reason to believe
In myself, in love, in what I can achieve
I feel it coming, over me
A sense of peace, a sense of clarity
Is this the end, of everything
Or just a new way, to let my wounds sing
A new way to bleed, to release the pain
To embrace the scars, and dance in the rain
To let go of the past, and look towards the light
To find my purpose, and finally take flight
No longer a slave, to these twisted dreams
No longer a prisoner, to my own screams
A new way to bleed, a new path to take
A new way to live, and a new heart to make.
Authorship by Mr. Dashaun Rashod Snipes
©️ Mr. Dashaun Rashod Snipes
®️ A New Way To Bleed
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