The Night Before

I adore you
i'm feeling suffocated I can't breathe
And you know I hate it
You're poking  holes in the plastic bag that I'm living in
Torturing my soul until I feel I'm giving in
On a last attempt on an axphyxiated breath
I'm warm on the inside and welcome death
Blood rushing to my head filling my veins and the purple colours start to blend... I can't mend.

Suddenly I come around and you say that it's ok
Just to take your hand and you will guide the way
Through the rainbows and sunshine, you'll protect me and call me by "mine".
Confusion becomes me but I don't know how to piece the muddles together to make sense of this burning fragile feather of a memory I picked up off the floor like the shard of glass smashed up against the door... In an attempt to escape from the hell of the night before.