They told me not to run from my past, but here I am, running. I can’t stop. I can’t let my demons take hold, not again. I may be physically still but my mind is never truly at rest. The only rest I’ll see is when RIP is written above me.
They told me not to run from my past, but here I am, running. I can’t stop. I can’t let my demons take hold, not again. I may be physically still but my mind is never truly at rest. The only rest I’ll see is when RIP is written above me.