I'm writing, please leave me alone...
I'm writing...
Please leave me alone...
I'm writing, in this place I call home
I'm withering away, and blooming, all in the same place...
How do I walk away, from the stain of my pain.
I've been bitten again. By the love of one of them...
I can't take the meat. The heat of the night.
I can't take your bargains, for plea for a reply.
I can't take your heartache, and shut down the sky.
For I lie awake, still writing, inside.