I tore the wires from my heart so I could cut all ties
I threw it into a well and never looked back
The residue of my blood still stains these eyes
This chest stays hidden along with its gash
I carry this bag full of all my mistakes
I tossed it into a well and then I looked away
The heart I hold in my hand, I wish I never found
Although, I fear that it would burst if I ever put it down
I spend the rest of my days in a pool of regret
Drowning in the overthinking and never getting any rest
I wonder what else is at the bottom of the well
Maybe I\'ll lob myself in one day and never live to tell