Anticoagulant -

I start to move forward I’m doing well but

That scab screams my name

So I scratch it to hear what it’s saying

To hear what it’s saying

Replay

Every scene

Organs freeze

All of my vitals dim in and out (in and out)

Desperate to breathe

I have seen months of progression

All wither out

They wither out

So I search agressively in hopes to find the part of me that I used to love

I used to know, but I’m gone

And it’s bleeding out

Everywhere that I go theres a constant reminder

A place

A feeling I can’t get around

Once I start, I can’t stop

And the foliage falls at my feet

In the form of a memory lost

I trip and fall

Maybe I’m subconsciously a masochist who loves to ff my own mind

I wear it out

Aware of doubt

I still search desparately in hopes to find the part of me that you seem to have

It’s gone and I’m bleeding out

Everywhere that I go

There’s a constant reminder

A place

A feeling I can’t get around

Once I start, I can’t stop

And the foliage falls at my feet

In the form of a memory

Black and white is how I see

Never inbetween

A dozen weeks of progress

Wither out, they wither out

Searching in and out of me

Planning surgery

I tear apart my ribcage

Just to double check, but still you’ve got it

You’ve got it

Tumor (tumor)

Growing (growing)

Tumor (everywhere that I go)

Growing (everywhere that I go)