I was soaked in my wanderlust, my inner child begging;
You have to come with me, you must; you must.
She cries and scratches at my door
The more I ignore
The thicker the blood gets running across the floor
It’s staining my feet, and coursing through my toes
The warmth of its enticing energy scavenges through my bones.
Letting me know that our time is running out
I have to feed this dying feeling; she’s hungry for my fear.
She wants me to feel excitement; she wants me to know the end is near.
This gets me going, it keeps me moving.
I can’t let the light for life go dull, I need to be improving.
Lift me up, and rinse this blood from my hands
Rid me of my misjudgments, my slip of tongue.
I come with no remorse, I come unstrung
Take me where im needed
I’ll show the world my meaning.
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