a day

never confess that someone made a mess

of a life most people used to call blessed

the leftover emotions always blame the potion

but it’s the solution to a million hearts broken

the healer said that pain was the solution

if it was taken away, you’d no longer be human

when you fight for your life, a new version survives

they all get thank you notes for keeping me alive

I just want to plan a day where everything is okay

a day God answers my prayers and I can obey

a moment when my shoulders don’t carry the weight

and I might be the one to catch the bouquet

is it my fault if using makes me lost?

or do I need to fight no matter the cost?