Set It Free

Drowning me in maybes,
I'm pouring a drink.
I don't want to live,
don't want to think.

Watch as everything unfolds,
try not to go insane.
There's a tightness in my chest,
a relapse in my brain.

These words leave haunting imprints,
I'm praying for some light.
Living off 2 hours of sleep,
can barely make it through the night.

Burning this match at both ends,
watching me burn away.
All these moments are now memories,
there's nothing I can say.

It hurts and I bleed profusely,
from every wound I inflict on myself.
Couldn't help the feels,
now I've gotta leave 'em on the shelf.

But damn I really tried,
I feel like if its meant to be, it'd be.
I want it so fucking bad,
but I gotta just set it free.