I don\'t know why I feel this.
This urge to go back.
Back to the way I was.
I thought I was over this.
I don\'t want to have these feelings.
Maybe it\'s you.
Or maybe it\'s just my ill mind.
My skins craving a feeling.
A feeling of tearing skin and rushing blood.
I remember the taste of freedom that I had.
The freedom of being free from myself... even if it was for only a moment.
I feel like I\'m drowning.
It\'s holding me down.
Killing me so, so slowly.
I cut myself free and now I\'m back.
Back to the way I was.